Chapter 1150


    "No need, Grandma."


    "Take it."


    With Serena right beside them, Belinda didn''t say much and forcefully stuffed the little wooden box into


    Arabe''s hands.


    "Check it out when you get home."


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    “Thanks, Grandma."


    Arabe then turned to Louisa and the rest, ‘Shall we get going?"


    “Mom, take care of yourself, we''ll visit whenever we can.” Louisa’s voice wavered with emotion as she


    bid her mother goodbye.


    Keh reminded her of a few things, his eyes welling up with tears.


    David couldn''t help but tease, "Come on, it''s not like we''re saying goodbye forever. If you miss us, fly


    over to visit, or we''ll fly over to see you. It''s just a twelve-hour journey."


    “You little rascal." Louisa chuckled at his antics.


    "Grandma, I''m leaving now. Don''t forget to watch my concert online!" Davidughed.


    “Alright, alright, I''ll watch it on the surveince camera; Belinda, unable to get out of bed, could only


    watch them leave via surveince cameras.


    The private jet sat on the grass just outside the vi.


    Sampson personally escorted them to the aircraft stairs, reminding Arabe before she boarded, "Don''t


    hesitate to visit, and I''ll find time to visit you too. Call or text us when you''re free."


    "Sure, Uncle Sampson. Goodbye."


    "Goodbye."


    Arabe paused at the top of the aircraft stairs, waved towards the camera, and gave her grandmother


    a parting smile.


    Belinda, who was watching the surveince feed, felt her eyes moisten at this heartwarming gesture.


    Arabe held the wooden box as she entered the private jet''s lounge and sat down on a single-seater


    sofa.


    Serena couldn''t help but steal nces in her direction.


    She was curious about what grandma had given Arabe and why she couldn''t open it in front of


    everyone.


    Was it something of great value, afraid that she, an "outsider", would see?


    Arabe sensed her gaze and simply put the wooden box into her backpack, closing her eyes to rest.


    Twelve hourster.


    The jetnded on thending strip at Reflections Vi. As soon as Arabe disembarked and her


    phone was turned on, she was greeted with over a dozen missed calls and more than twenty unread


    messages.


    All saying the same thing.


    Logan and Taylor had been in an ident and were currently in critical condition.


    Crystal, in an attempt to save them, had been tarnished and was severely injured, hanging on by a


    thread.


    “Be, hurry over,’ rk''s voice message to Arabe was choked with emotion. “Hope Hospital, third


    floor. "


    "Hurry"


    "Dad, Mom, I''ll be back shortly.” Arabe immediately ran towards the garage.


    “Where are you going?” Before Louisa could react, her daughter was already far away.


    In the blink of an eye, a red sports car sped out of the garage, its speed astonishing.


    “What''s going on?" Keh looked puzzled, watching Arabe''s disappearing car. "What''s the rush?


    It''ste and she''s driving so fast. It''s not safe."


    "Honey, I have a bad feeling.’ Louisa instinctively grasped Keh''s hand, asking worriedly, "Do you


    remember when Grannie Grace had a heart attack, Be drove just as fast. Could something have


    happened to someone we know? Is that why Be is in such a hurry?"


    “Don''t scare yourself," Keh reassured her, though he also felt somewhat worried. "We''ll ask her


    when she gets back."


    Serena stood by, slightly displeased. Even if Arabe had some business to attend to, it didn''t warrant


    rushing off immediately afternding.


    Who was she trying to impress by acting so busy?