NovelEnglish"So you're a grown man and still mooching off your own family?"
Hans thought, "Always having your sister send you stuff, aren't you ashamed?"
"It's my sister's way of showing she cares. Besides, I'll be giving her a credit card soon so she can shop to her heart's content.”
"You haven't been taking advantage of her, have you?" Hans eyed him with a mix of skepticism and distrust.
He thought, "If you weren't, why did David say you upset her?"
"It was just a bit of a misunderstanding. It's a long story, but now we're getting along great. The surgery | had was done by her. If
you lay a hand on me, you're going to have to answer to her!" Sean played the sister card to defend himself.
At that, Hans's concern flickered, "You got hurt? When did that happen?"
"Not too long ago." Sean dodged the details, smirking instead, "These stitches were sewn by our sis. She toldto take it easy for
a while, so even if you want to hit me, Hans, you'll have to wait until I'm all healed up."
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Hans unclenched his fist, "I'll talk to her tomorrow. If you really did bully her, | wouldn't mind adding a few more scars to your
collection."
"Hey, Hans? You're leaving just like that? You haven't even toldif you like my pajamas. Got a minute? | have a few other pairs |
could model for you."
Hans turned back, his aura chilling.
"Goodnight, Hans." Sean quickly shut the door.
Hans made his way to his room, pulling out his phone as he walked, dialing a number, "Cover tomorrow."
The next morning.
Arabella woke to find Serena's old room getting a fresh coat of paint, and even the flowers in the garden were being replaced with
new varieties.
Descending the staircase, she saw two servants carrying a large box with a lamp printed on the side into the house.
When they headed towards her parent's bedroom, Arabella asked in a soft voice, "Did Mom and Dad's lamp break?"
When did that happen?
"It's not broken. Serena and Mrs. Collins had picked out a pretty lamp at the store a while back, and the lady had it installed in their
room. Last night she couldn't stand looking at it anymore, so she had us take it down. Now the new one's here, and we're about to
set it up for her."
Arabella nodded in understanding, "Carry on, then."
"Yes, Ms. Bella."
"Bella."
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That was when a gentle voice called out to her.
Arabella turned to see Hans had returned, "When did you get here?"
"Last night." Hans approached her, his gaze tender, "I didn't want to wake you, so | didn't cto see you right away. I've
reviewed the security footage of the abandoned construction site. You've been through a lot these past months."
He patted her head, a look of remorse in his eyes, "I should have been there for you. Let's have breakfast, and then we can talk."
Arabella nodded, joining him in the kitchen.
"Did Sean bully you?" Hans served her soatmeal, placing it in front of her, "You don't have to cover for him. I'll take care of it."
"Our situation is complicated." Arabella gave a wry smile, summarizing the events as succinctly as possible.
But she left out the parts about Sean threatening to skin her and leave her at that Mountain, or his exorbitant demands for the
price of his island, which only worsened her opinion of him.
"So you and Sean are sort of like friends after a fight?" To Hans, it sounded like they had simply been investigating the truth behind
a hospital fire and stumbled upon each other while following leads. There were smisunderstandings, along with Arabella trying
to purchase Sean's island, but Sean kept hiking up the price, leaving a bad impression.
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