Chapter 2073


    "Go on. I''ve got this," Arabe said, her voice steady as a rock and her expression unppable.


    The lead investigator and the stenographer exchanged worried nces. "Ms. Be, just be careful,


    okay? We''re right outside if you need us," they cautioned.


    Arabe nodded in affirmation.


    Once the two had left the room, Ynda red at Arabe with eyes zing with hatred, as if she


    wished she could strike her dead right there and then.


    "Don''t say I never gave you a chance," Arabe suddenly dered, producing a small folding knife


    from her jacket and tossing it before Ynda. "I won''t fight back. You''ve got three minutes."


    Ynda eyed the knife on the ground, her mind racing with doubts about whether this was some sort of


    trap Arabe had set.


    "You wanna kill me, right?" Arabe taunted with a disinterested tone. "Here''s your shot."


    Ynda wasn''t about to let an opportunity slip by. She was already locked up, and her charges were


    heavy enough to put her on death row.


    So, trap or not, she lunged for the knife, flipped it open, and thrust it at Arabe.


    Arabe coolly started the stopwatch app on her phone.


    Blinded by rage, Ynda attacked with all her might, but Arabe effortlessly dodged every attempt.


    Not once in those three minutes did Ynda manage to so much as nick Arabe''s clothing, let alone


    harm a single hair on her head.


    On the contrary, Arabe watched Ynda''s self-doubt grow, her breathing in ragged gasps, and


    said calmly, "Do you know why I gave you this chance? To show you that even though I was unarmed


    and standing still, you can''t hurt me. You''re not, nor will you ever be, in my league."


    Enraged, Ynda felt the previous wound on her leg, inflicted by Arabe, reopening due to her


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    fric movements. The bandage was soaked with fresh blood, and the pain made her forehead sweat


    profusely.


    "If you hadn''t shed my hand and wounded my leg, it might have been a different story!" Ynda spat


    back defiantly. "Stand still if you dare!"


    Arabe asked indifferently, "Do you know where I''ve juste from? Your foster mother, Yvonne, died


    five days ago. I''ve just seen her body."


    Ynda''s expression flickered with panic before she quicklyposed herself.


    Ynda''s eyes, red with fury, bore into Arabe.


    "My guess is, on that day, you decided to kill me, but your foster mother found out. She tried to stop


    you, and in the heat of the argument, you killed her." Content of Draм??ovels


    Her difort only solidified Arabe''s suspicions.