Watching Arabella's retreating figure, Martin couldn't help but chase after her. "Wait up."
Arabella stopped and turned to look at him.
"There's one more thing I forgot to tell you." Martin looked into her eyes, earnestly saying, "You need to be careful these days. There's a mysterious figure who's after you."
Arabella was aware of this person; Martin had mentioned him before.
"I used to worry about Serena's safety, so I was blackmailed and threatened by that person. I was keeping that mysterious figure appeased until you told me the truth about my mother’s fall and the car accidents. He gave me a deadline of midnight tomorrow to take action. He wants to hear the bad news about you, and if I don't comply, he's threatened to come after my family."
Arabella hadn't expected this.
"I was hoping he could come up with a final antidote to relieve Serena from her suffering, so I had to pretend to obey him. But now, I no longer care about Serena. That mystery man can't threaten me with that anymore. I'll ensure my family's safety myself. You take care."
Arabella nodded. "Thanks for the heads up."
Jack, waiting outside the hospital, saw Arabella stride out with a commanding presence and hurriedly opened the car door for her.
"Did you get the phone?"
"No." Arabella's voice was calm as she got into the car.
Jack didn't close the door but asked in confusion, "Why not? Wouldn't Martin hand it over?"
"With the way Martin is, he'll deliver it sooner or later without me asking. There's no rush."
Earlier, Arabella had deliberately told him that he was no longer on the blacklist, hinting that he could contact her anytime once he got hold of that phone.
Memories of the past flooded her mind until a servant knocked on her door, snapping her out of her reverie.
"Ms. Bella, there's a call from Mrs. Amelia. Would you like to take it? It's Amelia's birthday today, and your parents went to her house at half-past one this afternoon. But it's eight now, and Amelia said she hasn't seen them, she called to check on them."
They hadn't arrived?
Arabella opened the door, and the servant guided her to the phone extension on that floor.
Another servant handed the phone to Arabella, who spoke in a calm voice, "Amelia, happy birthday."
"Hey, is that Bella? Thanks for the wishes. I'm just wondering if your parents got held up and couldn't make it to my birthday party? I tried calling their cell, no answer, and no replies to my messages either. I'm getting a bit anxious."
Amelia explained, "They've always been punctual for my birthday in the past. Even if they couldn't make it, they would let me know in advance. It's not like them to be unreachable like this."
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