The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1466

"Aunt Eunice, | swear it wasn't me. | didn't even know who he was. How could | possibly kill him? For one, | had no grudge against

him, and for another, | don't have the guts or the courage. | had no motive and certainly no means to kill him. Why would | do such

a thing?"

Serena was crying, the picture of injustice personified.

"Besides, it was the maid who summoned me. | was just about to hit the hay when she said someone wanted to see me. That's the

only reason | went down there. | had no clue about all those people locked up in the basement. I'm no psychic, how could | have

predicted that the maid would call the wrong person, much less that it'd be me? And | have no reason to do such a thing."

Eunice, however, couldn't wrap her head around the situation, but given that Serena was the last one to see him alive, suspicion

naturally fell on her.

"You're a doctor. Can't you check for fingerprints or something? Aunt Eunice, you know spretty influential people. If | had

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smothered him, | would've left sevidence." Serena sobbed, "It really wasn't me, Aunt Eunice. You might not believein

other things, but murder, that's something | could never do."

As Serena seemed on the verge of passing out from her tears, there was a sudden, urgent knock on the study door.

Without further ado, Belinda burst in, finding Eunice and Arabella as if interrogating Serena, who was sobbing uncontrollably,

looking as pitiable as a frightened little lamb.

"What's going on here? What happened?" Belinda rushed in, concerned.

"Grandma." Serena opened her arms, seeking comfort from her grandmother, her body trembling with fear, barely able to stand.

She desperately needed someone to hold her and offer solace.

Belinda hurriedly walked over, questioning, "What in the world happened? Eunice, it's the dead of night. What are you doing?"

Darren, too, peered in from the door, his expression a mix of confusion and concern, "What's all this?"

He and his wife were about to turn in for the night when they heard a faint weeping from the study, which grew louder and

unmistakably sounded like Serena.

But they hadn't caught the details of the matter.

Serena clung to Belinda, weeping unabated. She was just wailing helplessly without telling them the reason.

"Eunice, what in the world is going on?" Belinda turned to Eunice, her voice filled with concern. It was late, and Serena was crying

so hard she could barely breathe.

"Just let her go back to bed," Eunice suggested, not wanting to alarm the elders with the night's grim revelations - a hired hit on

Bella, and the perpetrator somehow linked to Doom.

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She felt frustrated that the lead had gone cold. Serena, having been the last to see him, was naturally a person of interest, but

there was no evidence.

Seeing her daughter-in-law's reluctance to divulge more, Belinda didn’t press further, instead helping Serena to her feet with a

gentle voice, "Let's get you to bed, dear. We can talk about all this tomorrow."

Serena was truly frightened, her legs weak. She nearly stumbled with her first step.

Belinda held her tight.

"What scared you so much?" Darren also stepped forward to help.

Every tSerena thought of that dark and dreadful basement, the chills were uncontrollable. The cells holding people, their

mournful cries, the bloody wounds, she never knew her uncle's house concealed such a nightmarish level. It was like a layer of hell

on earth, utterly chilling to the bone.