True Heiress Returns to Her Unemployed Rich Family (Arabella) novel Chapter 365

Edward awkwardly raised his hand and rubbed his face. “Is that better?”

Arabella’s eyes sparkled with mischief. “Rub it a little more.”

Obediently, Edward rubbed his face again. “How about now?”

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“Haha, got you! I was just teasing, and you actually fell for it!” Arabella collapsed back into the plush office sofa, laughing.

Seeing Arabella’s bright, joyful smile, Edward couldn’t help but laugh along with her.

Although she wasn’t his biological sister, the bond they had forged since childhood had long ago convinced him that she was his sister for life–someone he would always cherish and protect.

She was right. What he needed to do now was grow stronger, and fast.

Watching Edward’s genuine, relaxed smile finally return, Arabella’s eyes shone with satisfaction. “There, that’s more like it.”

“Arabella, as your older brother, am I… pretty pathetic?” Edward said, a hint of embarrassment coloring his tone. “You have to help me with my business, and now you’re even here cheering me up.”

Arabella looped her arm through his. “Edward, you are the foundation that has supported me all these years.”

All her time in the Macdonald family, Edward had been the only one who truly cared for her. Even after learning she wasn’t a Macdonald by blood, his feelings never changed. He had even worried she might be struggling and offered to give her all his personal savings.

‘But I haven’t actually done anything substantial for you,” Edward sighed, knowing Arabella was just trying to comfort him.

‘Actually, you’ve done more than you know,” Arabella said, her voice taking on a meaningful tone.

Ever since she had been able to stand on her own, her efforts and successes hadn’t been just for herself–they had always included Edward’s wellbeing, too.

‘Me?” Edward was puzzled. “I have?”

Arabella curved her lips into a soft smile and deftly changed the subject. “Alright, let’s focus. I’ve reviewed these. Between these wo ventures, you focus on the investment fund. The specialized materials project–leave that one to me.”

You know about that industry?” Edward exclaimed in surprise, even momentarily forgetting to press about her previous cryptic

comment.

Arabella’s smile tightened slightly. She could only explain, “Not personally, but I have a contact who is an expert. Don’t worry, I’ll bring you a detailed proposal next time I’m here.”

‘Oh, I see. Alright then. Sorry to trouble your friend,” Edward said, accepting her explanation without a second thought, his trust in her complete.

Arabella stood up. “I’ll take the files with me, then.”

“Sure.” Edward gathered the documents and handed them to her. “Let me drive you home.”

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“No need, I drove myself,” Arabella smiled. “You have work to do. I’ll see myself out.”

With that, Arabella turned and strode confidently out of the office.

“Arabella… wait!” Before Edward could even round his desk, she was already gone.

He shook his head with a helpless, affectionate chuckle. “That girl.”

It was only after Arabella had left that Edward realized he still had unanswered questions.

After a moment’s reflection, he murmured to himself, “She must have just been saying that to make me feel better.”

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“I really have to step up my game. I can’t let Arabella down, and I definitely can’t become a burden to her. Edward pulled himself together, sat back down, picked up the files on his desk, and immersed himself in his work.

After leaving the building, Arabella got into her car and drove off.

Unbeknownst to her, Harper and Dylan hadn’t actually left the area.

Watching Arabella’s car pull away from the curb, a flash of pure malice crossed Harper’s eyes.

“See that, Dylan? She’s just clinging to my brother for his money and connections,” Harper said through gritted teeth.

“Edward is such a fool How can he not see through her? He doesn’t even prioritize his own flesh and blood,” Dylan said indignantly, siding completely with Harper.

“Hmph, I won’t let either of them get away with this,” Harper spat, her voice thick with resentment.

Dylan put a comforting arm around her. “I’ll help you teach them a lesson.”

“You’ll help me?” Harper looked at Dylan, her eyes brightening with surprised hope.

With a smug lift of his chin, Dylan said, “That’s why I made us wait. I was waiting for the right moment.”

Now that Arabella was alone, she was vulnerable–and he was going to make sure she regretted crossing them.

Harper frowned slightly. “What moment? She’s already driving away.”

“She won’t get far!” Dylan declared, pulling Harper toward his parked car. “Come on, let’s follow her.”

Harper instantly perked up. “I’d love to see that little gold–digger get a taste of real trouble.”

“Don’t worry, you’ll get your wish very soon,” Dylan said, starting the engine with a roar and speeding off in the direction Arabella had gone.

Ahead, Arabella was driving calmly through mid–afternoon traffic. The light at the intersection turned green, and she proceeded straight.

But out of nowhere, a large delivery truck idling by the roadside suddenly lurched forward, veering sharply across lanes directly toward her driver’s side.

“Oh my god!” Instinct took over. Arabella slammed on the brakes and wrenched the steering wheel hard to the right, but the truck was too close, too fast…

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A deafening crash of metal on metal echoed through the street.

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Arabella’s car jolted violently but came to a stop. A split second later, she realized with shock that the impact hadn’t hit her vehicle.

Her heart pounding, she looked toward the source of the crash and froze, her eyes widening in disbelief.

“What in the world…?”

A sleek, black Rolls–Royce was now positioned diagonally ahead of her, its front end slightly crumpled.

The truck that had swerved toward her had been knocked off course, now lodged in the roadside landscaping, having crashed through a small fence and into a tree.

Pushing her car door open, Arabella got out on slightly unsteady legs and walked toward the Rolls–Royce.

“This car looks familiar…” she muttered, her brow furrowed. As she reached the vehicle, her eyes widened in astonishment. “Mr. Stewart?! It’s you!”

It was Matthew. No wonder the car had seemed familiar.

Andy was already out of the passenger seat, looking pale but composed. “Dr. Hamilton! Are you alright?”

“I’m fine,” Arabella said, her voice steadier than she felt. She gestured toward the wrecked truck. “What happened? How did you end up colliding with it?”

She had seen the trajectory clearly. That truck had been aiming right for her door.