Chapter 653


    “You’re saying she deliberately let me overhear those things?” Chasel’s expression darkened. “So in


    your eyes, she’s already gone to the dogs.”


    In his heart, she didn’t exist, not even a shadow.


    “You’re saying she’s got a hidden agenda, has she been bothering you behind my back? Or did she do


    something to hurt Be?”


    “You’ve just gotten back, and you might not be in the loop. You can do some snooping around when


    you have time, and then you’ll see if what I’m saying is true.”


    It was just a heads–up. He didn’t expect Chasel to be Be’s knight in shining armor.


    He could handle his own girl.


    Chasel didn’t y favorites with his sisters. He watched Serena grow up, and he had a good read on


    her.


    But Romeo wasn’t one to badmouth people, especially girls. So what was the real issue here?


    Was Romeo being overprotective of Be? Or had Serena really done something out of line that he, as


    her brother, was oblivious to?


    Thinking back to the dinner table, Serena just acted cute, asking him to serve her food and soup. She


    didn’t step out of line.


    Smart people knew to keep up a good rtionship with family. Even if she were against Be, at least


    on the surface, things should be harmonious. Serena was surely aware of this. After all, without the


    Collins family, she’d be nothing. She’d go from living the high life to hitting rock bottom.


    So was she really as dense as Romeo suggested, approaching him with ulterior motives,-disrupting


    Be’s happiness, and acting unfriendly towards Be?


    If not, was someone pulling her strings from behind the scenes? And who could that be?


    Seeing Chasel deep in thought, Romeo knew he’d at least taken some of it to heart. It seemed he


    hadn’t been blinded by family ties.


    In front of her family, Serena wouldn’t make Be’s life difficult. It seemed that behind the scenes, it


    was time for her true colors to show On the other side.


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    A small knife was pressed against a short–haired girl’s throat.


    Arabe, holding the knife, asked coldly, “Who are you?”


    She’d felt watched ever since she got home in the afternoon. But her minions reported that no one was


    staking out her house. She decided to take another look, and sure enough, her own skills led her to a


    shady figure.


    The short–haired girl wore a mask, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes that looked somewhat


    displeased.


    Judging by her eyes, she seemed only a year or two older than Arabe.


    A trained assassin from who–knows-where? So young?


    “And who are you?” The short–haired girl was irked. If she hadn’t been caught off guard, how could she


    have been found out by Arabe, let alone threatened with a knife?


    Arabe’s minions hadn’t spotted her. She thought her stealth skills were top–notch.


    “I’m the one asking questions!” Arabe’s knife moved a little closer. Her voice was cold as ice. “Who


    sent you? Or do you have your own agenda? If you don’t spill it, you won’t be speaking anymore.”


    “Hmph!” This little girl was too arrogant! Her words were full of contempt. The short–haired girl was


    evidently more annoyed.


    “Do you dare kill me at the doorstep of the Collins family?” The short–haired girl squinted her eyes,


    apparently disbelieving, and saying, “If you have the guts, do it


    now!”


    This girl was quite brave.