Chapter 1307


    Arabe''s gaze deepened with intrigue. Who could possibly want her dead?


    Before Arabe could voice her thoughts, Jack blurted out, "Boss, who''s the knucklehead that put a


    price on your head? The whole industry knows you''re not someone to mess with, given your skills and


    status. Who''d pull such a bone-headed move?"


    Pausing, Jack couldn''t help but probe further, “Boss, you tick anyone offtely?"


    Arabe’s voice carried azy drawl, tinged with a hint of nonchnce, "Too many to keep track."


    In her line of work, making enemies was par for the course.


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    Some folks believed in the long game, holding grudges for years. Maybe it was an old adversary


    stirring trouble.


    “But this time, I got a hunch these guys aren''t the same ones after Carol. After all, their power''s too


    strong to bother with bounties to take you down."


    At the mention of Carol.


    Arabe inquired, "How''s Carol doing, anyway?"


    "She''s on the mend. Couple days back, she went solo to apologize to the Temple family. They weren''t


    having any of it, told her to stay gone. Then, there was this one time Celeste was visiting her


    daughter''s grave, got so overwhelmed with grief she passed out. Carol took her to the hospital, left


    without giving her name."


    Arabe was surprised by the turn of events, “What about Celeste''s staff?"


    "Crystal''s grave''s close to the Temple estate. Celeste always walks there alone, probably wants some


    private time to talk to her daughter." Jack spected.


    Arabe probed further, "So, the Temples cooled off yet?"


    “It ain''t that easy. Though Carol''s back in her ancestral fold, there''s the issue with her biological family."


    Jack''s voice trailed off, heavy with implication.


    Arabe, sensing the difort in his tone, pressed, “What''s up?"


    She recalled Jack sending her details on Carol''s birth family but hadn''t had the chance to review them.


    Now, it seemed there wereplications.


    “Carol''s birth mother spent years searching for her missing kids to no avail, passed away from illness


    long ago.


    Her dad remarried, had twins who are now eighteen. So when Carol and her brother Dennis showed up


    out of the blue, the stepmom wasn''t exactly weing."


    It was a clear threat to the family inheritance, wasn''t it?


    "So, Carol''s finding it tough with her own folks,’ Arabe said, a touch of empathy in her voice.


    "Not exactly tough. She''s living with rk, just visits her family now and then. But fitting in? That''ll take


    some time"


    Understanding Jack''s point, Arabe had a clearer picture now.


    Just then, a servant knocked, "Ms. Be, are you resting? Mrs. Griffith has awakened and wishes to


    see you."


    Arabe ended her call and opened the door, asking, "You mean my aunt''s awake?"


    "Yes, Ms. Be, are you avable now?"


    “I am."


    "Please follow me."


    As the servant led the way, Arabe remembered their first encounter. She had arrived empty-handed


    and now, on the spur of the moment, she wasn''t sure what to bring her aunt.


    She had only prepared a gift for her uncle before because she had never known she had an aunt.


    It must have been because everyone thought Bard''s wife was gone, and the painful memory was never


    brought up.