HappyNovelChapter 132 Arabella wiped her tears away, trying to put on a brave face, biting her lower lip.
"I'll go pack my things," she murmured, her voice filled with grievance as she made a move to head upstairs.
Dorian finally stood up, his voice deep. "Enough, no one's asking you to leave." Arabella paused, her eyes still teary as she looked at Dorian. "Dorian." Grace let out a sigh. "Dorian's right, no one's sending you away. What are you doing?" Alden joined in, scolding Arabella. "Sit down! What nonsense are you talking about? Who said you're not wanted?" Despite their anger, the years of affection the Hawke family had for Arabella made it hard for them to truly be harsh with her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAlistair spoke calmly, "The priority right now is to handle the online uproar and the whole real-and-fake heiress fiasco. If we don't calm this down, it's going to start affecting our company's stock." Orion agreed, "Alistair's right. I have a feeling Miranda's behind this; otherwise, how would the Zades just happen to show up there?" Lysander frowned. "The Zade family isn't any better. They've been pestering us for money, just because they are Bella's relatives. It's infuriating." Lysander's irritation wasn't just with the Zade family; it was also about the recent TV show incident. He felt utterly humiliated by his loss.
Now, whether it was his teammates or anyone else, they were all starting to treat him coldly because of that show and the competition.
Every the checked his social media, it was filled with his gaming fans criticizing him and Arabella. They never cared about sibling bonding; they just knew that failure was the ultimate sin.
So, Lysander's frustration boiled over. His obvious impatience and anger made the other brothers frown too.
Arabella looked uneasy. "How could they do this?" It was so embarrassing. And to think they used her nto ask her brothers, for money? How could her biological parents be so disgraceful? Why wasn't she the Hawke family's real daughter? en While the Hawke family was busy figuring out how to handle the PR nightmare, Miranda had blissfully been sleeping soundly in the villa for two days straight.
During those two days, Miranda had no idea that her secret identity as the pharmacist in the black market had been exposed.
At a certain special agency.
"We finally tracked her down," a tech specialist exhaled deeply.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmA man in uniform, holding a thermos, walked over. "Where is she? Can we pinpoint her location?" The tech specialist was clad also in uniform but with different colors and insignia.
"We can't get an exact location, but we've narrowed it down to a specific area. Right here, she hasn't moved from this spot for two days." He pointed to a red circle on the toare
map. The middle-aged man in uniform squinted at the map for a while, and then took a sip of water from his thermos before smacking the back of the tech specialist's head. "Do I care about a red circle? I need an exact location! You said she was probably in Zephra earlier, but we got nothing." The leader grumbled as the tech
specialist shrugged helplessly. "Sir, this person's very skilled, with multiple layers of encryption. The P keeps changing popping up all over the place, both domestically and internationally. If she hadn't Slipped up a few days ago, we wouldn't have caught her at all. She's a real pro." The middle-aged man snorted, "You're just not good enough." Tech Specialist was left speechless.
"At least the area is smaller now. This operational zone..." Alex scratched his chin, his eyes narrowing. "Seems awfully close to where that boy hangs out."
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