The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 1870

The guy wouldn't stop yapping in her ear, which was driving Ophelia nuts!

All she wanted was to catch some z's, but then she heard him snap, "What the hell did you do to her? Nobody's answering? Fine, then start slicing off their flesh strip by strip for a good week or two before killing them."

Ophelia couldn't believe her ears: Who’s this monster?

When Sean scooped her up to leave, one of the mercenaries finally blurted out, "It was the sleeping gas."

They couldn't figure out why Sean was so on edge.

"Anyone who smells it will zonk out for ten hours and that's it."

As the killer finished, his eyes shifted to the girl in Sean's arms.

Maybe she was still semi-conscious because Sean was too loud, so loud that she couldn't fall asleep right away.

Sleeping gas?

Just puts one to sleep?

That's it?

Then Sean's earlier freak-out was way over the top!

Seeing the tiny cut on Ophelia's forehead, Sean still couldn't shake his worry and decided to bring her back to Reflections Villa.

"Yes, Ophelia's resting at my place. She'll be home tomorrow morning. Thank you. You should get some rest too, goodnight." Arabella hung up the phone after talking to Ophelia's mother and turned to Sean, who was standing nearby.

On the phone, she hadn't mentioned to the Almonds the danger Ophelia had faced. She simply said that the two hadn't seen each other in ages and that she wanted to invite Ophelia to stay over at the Collins' for the night. Ophelia's mother had agreed, as warm and gracious as always.

Sean let out a sigh of relief, "Thanks, sis."

He had brought Ophelia back for a few reasons: