Watching Arabe''s retreating figure, Martin couldn''t help but chase after her. "Wait up."


    Arabe stopped and turned to look at him.


    "There''s one more thing | forgot to tell you." Martin looked into her eyes, earnestly saying, "You need to be careful these days.


    There''s a mysterious figure who''s after you."


    Arabe was aware of this person; Martin had mentioned him before.


    "| used to worry about Serena''s safety, so | was ckmailed and threatened by that person. | was keeping that mysterious figure


    appeased until you told me the truth about my mother’s fall and the car idents. He gave me a deadline of midnight tomorrow


    to take action. He wants to hear the bad news about you, and if | don''tply, he''s threatened toe after my family."


    Arabe hadn''t expected this.


    “| was hoping he coulde up with a final antidote to relieve Serena from her suffering, so | had to pretend to obey him. But


    now, | no longer care about Serena. That mystery man can''t threaten me with that anymore. I''ll ensure my family''s safety myself.


    You take care."


    Arabe nodded. "Thanks for the heads up."


    Jack, waiting outside the hospital, saw Arabe stride out with amanding presence and hurriedly opened the car door for


    her.


    "Did you get the phone?"


    "No." Arabe''s voice was calm as she got into the car.


    Jack didn''t close the door but asked in confusion, "Why not? Wouldn''t Martin hand it over?"


    "With the way Martin is, he''ll deliver it sooner orter without me asking. There''s no rush."


    Earlier, Arabe had deliberately told him that he was no longer on the cklist, hinting that he could contact her anytime once


    he got hold of that phone.


    Before long, the news of Ynda’s death sentence topped the trending searches.


    She was convicted of hiring a hitman, kidnapping, injuring, and burying her own foster mother alive.


    With several chargesbined, she was to be executed in three days.


    Many people flocked to her social media to leavements, cursing her for her actions.


    [After the Murphy family went bankrupt, her foster mother still took care of her, fed her, clothed her and she repaid kindness with


    evil.]


    [The police report said her foster mother tried to stop her from hiring a hitman. In a fit of rage, she stabbed her foster mother with


    a kitchen knife. The knife matched the wounds, and fearing exposure, she cruelly buried her foster mother alive.]


    [It''s horrifying. This person is a monster!]


    When Arabe saw this trending news, it was already after dinner.


    Memories of the past flooded her mind until a servant knocked on her door, snapping her out of her reverie.


    "Ms. Be, there''s a call from Mrs.


    Amelia. Would you like to take it? It''s


    Amelia''s birthday tedayandisar |


    entgiweat Her house at


    half-past one this afternoon. But it''s


    eight now, and Amelia said she hasn''t


    seen them, she called to check on


    them." Please read the original


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    They hadn''t arrived?


    Arabe opened the door, and the servant guided her to the phone extension on that floor.


    Another servant handed the phone to Arabe, who spoke in a calm voice, "Amelia, happy birthday.”


    "Hey, is that Be? Thanks for the


    wishes. I''m just wondering if fe


    parents got held wp ac Goufertt


    mpaneattto lity birthday party? | tried


    calling their cell, no answer, and no


    replies to my messages either. I''m


    getting a bit anxious." Please read the


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    Amelia exined, "They''ve always


    been punctual for my seers


    past. Even j theyonllfal mia e it,


    thoy wuld et me know in advance.


    It''s not like them to be unreachable


    like this." Please read the original


    content at .