The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 2061

Yolanda couldn't believe her eyes. The once haughty and aloof Arabella was actually spitting blood, a mix of shock and glee

flickered in her gaze.

"The guy didn't lie to me, the poison in this drug is potent indeed." Yolanda watched Arabella with a twisted joy, asking

expectantly, "Are you feeling like your insides are being ripped apart, like you can't hold on any longer? Don't worry, | won't let you

off the hook that easily. This agony is going to torture you for three hours. After that, you'll die a gruesdeath, bleeding from

every orifice. In the meantime, I'll savor the sight of your impending demise, writhing in pain."

Arabella felt the poison coursing through her organs.

"Do you know why it's three hours?" Yolanda taunted, "As much as I'd love to watch you suffer longer, what if Romeo and his gang

cto your rescue? So, three hours should suffice!"

It was the perfect plan to torment Arabella and yet prevent any heroics from Romeo.

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Despite Arabella's expertise in pharmacology, always taking antidotes before starting a mission, those days were gone.

Her body wasn't truly invincible against all poisons.

At that moment, she felt an excruciating pain tearing through her, yet aside from a pale complexion, her expression remained as

indifferent as ever.

"Now that I'm like this, can my friends go?" Arabella managed, coughing up another mouthful of blood.

Yolanda was ecstatic, "I've no real interest in your two buddies, but the one above has to stay. Who knows if you'll try something

sneaky."

"Fine." To Arabella, saving even one was a victory, "I just want a moment to say goodbye to my friends."

Her voice was clearly weakening.

"You think you can still trick me?" Yolanda was instantly on guard.

"Do you really fearthat much, to still be wary when I'm like this?" Arabella's lips curled into a pale smile.

"Who says I'm afraid of you?" Yolanda was far from scared, signaling her henchman with a glance.

The henchman quickly untied Joyce and Mya, removed the gags from their mouths, and pushed them toward Arabella.

A knife was still lodged in Mya's thigh, and the shove made her stumble forward.

Joyce caught her before she fell.

They looked a mess, tears streaming as they turned to Arabella.

"It's okay, just go. No need to raise the alarm." Arabella knew that despite her words, as soon as Joyce and Mya were out, they'd

surely call for help. She said it for Yolanda and her crew to hear.

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"Bella, are you hurting bad?" Joyce, tears in her eyes, wiped the blood from Arabella's mouth, "It's our fault you're in this mess."

"It's not on you, forget about me, just go." Arabella gave them a look that, to outsiders, meant nothing, but to her friends, it was

the Arabella they knew, back again.

With tears still flowing, Joyce nodded, not wanting to waste Arabella's precious time, confident that she had a plan. Supporting

Mya, she began to leave.

"Arabella," Yolanda taunted, tapping her face and neck with the flat of her blade, "where should | start? Not the neck, that would

end you too quickly, and where's the fun in that? Maybe your face, disfigure you a bit. When Romeo finds you like this, he probably

wouldn't even want to claim your body."

"If you're going to strike, just do it. Haven't you heard? Villains die from talking too much."

With her friends gone, Arabella had no more concerns. Edith was still hanging above, safe from harm for the moment.

What Arabella was waiting for was for Yolanda to make her move.