Chapter 1880
On the road, Arabe received a call that pulled her out of her thoughts. It was from the head of
security at Reflections Estate.
"Ms. Be, just as you predicted, two hitmen have slipped away." the voice crackled over the line.
A sly smile yed on Arabe''s lips, "Keep an eye on their next move."
If they contacted the person behind the curtains or if that person sent someone after them, they could
trace it back and find the puppet master''s location.
"Understood," the security captain responded with utmost respect.
After ending the call, Arabe ryed the information to Sean, who grinned devilishly, "Who do they
think they''re messing with, trying to cross my sis? When we get our hands on the mastermind, I''m
going to give them a taste of the hell you''ve been through."
Arabe lifted the corners of her mouth, "If it hadn''t been for the mix-up at birth, I might have been just
an ordinary girl, without all these skills."
"You''ve got that wrong," Sean retorted as he drove. "If you had grown up in your real home, our parents
would have hired the best tutors for you – piano, chess, literature, art. With your talent, you''d still have
reached the pinnacle, just without the trials of the triangr zone, without the nights of blood and tears
you shouldered alone. Instead, you''d have had a life filled with the doting of family."
Arabe''s gaze shifted to Sean, the sight of him confidently maneuvering the car warming her heart.
"Someone''s going to pay dearly for this conspiracy," Sean vowed, his grip on the steering wheel
tightening with resolve.
Soon, Sean''s sports car, leading a convoy of six delivery trucks, made a grand entrance at the castle
gates.
The castle was a majestic sight, unlike any ordinary vi or mansion, truly exuding the nobility of
royalty.
The castle had a grand entrance with four additional side gates.
Trucks delivering goods, like these, were only allowed through the far-left side gate.
As Sean''s car approached the main gates with the convoy in tow, the guards on duty tensed up,
readying their weapons, eyes locked on the approaching vehicles, fingers poised near the triggers.
A wall of guards formed at the gates, and the captain shouted with stern authority, "Halt—"
He would not allow the vehicles any closer to the main entrance.
Sean''s car screeched to a halt before the gates, and the six delivery trucks followed suit.
The captain knew that a shipment of clothes was due today, but for the safety of the castle''s residents,
he remained vignt.
"Everyone, please step out for inspection!"
Sean scoffed at themand, his pride tickled. How dare they ask Sean to step out for an inspection?
At previous high-profile meetings, the lords of the castle had courteously invited him, seeking his
counsel.
How dare a mere security captain block his path?
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"Sean," Arabe interjected, respecting protocol, "let''s get out."
"Alright." Sean was always amenable to his sister''s requests. At her suggestion, he unbuckled his
seatbelt and swung open the car door.
Seeing Sean exit, the drivers of the trucks followed suit, filing out behind him.
"Who are all of you?"
The captain only knew that a female designer was due to deliver clothes today, but these men looked
far from ordinary. Each one seemed capable and not your average truck driver.
Especially the man who drove the sports car – he appeared arrogant, and upon closer inspection, it
seemed he was the infamous Sheen.
In these parts, Sheen was as feared as the devil himself.
Why was he here?
What were they nning?
"We''re together," Arabe spoke up, "Could you please report that we''ve arrived and let us in?"
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Although Arabe had already scheduled the visit with the castle''s owner, given their lofty status, it was
unlikely they would be greeted personally. Everything within this prestigious family followed aplex
and tedious protocol.