The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 618

Chapter 618 

Arabella’s phone started buzzing as soon as she stepped foot in the hospital and it was from Caden. 

“Arabella, have you left the hospital already? If not, can you swing by? Someone wants to meet you” 

Arabella was a bit confused. “Who?” 

“Some guy 

from the Ministry of State Security of Solterra, Caden’s voice seemed a tad tense. 

A bunch of questions popped up in Arabella’s mind. The Ministry of State Security of Solterra was also known as the National Intelligence Agency, the country’s top anti–espionage and political defense agency. But why would they want to see her in the middle of the night at a hospital? 

“The guy you just saved works for the Ministry of State Security. Their boss wants to see you.” 

Given the nature of their job, their identities were kept under wraps, so Arabella understood. 

“Okay, I’m on my way.” 

After hanging up, she briefly explained to the man next to her, “They probably want to ask me about the patient. Wait for me in the car and I’ll be back shortly.” “Alright, be careful. Call me immediately if something comes up.” 

“Will do.” 

Arabella headed upstairs, and Caden led the way: “He’s in my office with a few guys.” 

Worried she might be scared, Caden reassured her, “I’ll be right outside. Holler if you need anything, and I’ll come running.” 

“Got it.” 

Caden opened the door and closed it slowly after Arabella had stepped in, leaving them to their private conversation. 

Arabella was greeted by a strapping figure. 

“Sir, she’s here.” 

His subordinates all seemed serious and admirable, all young men. 

The man turned around, revealing a decisive and handsome face, radiating energy. 

performed the operation earlier. How can I assist?” Arabella broke the silence. 

Despite being in a room full of brave men, she didn’t flinch. Instead, she seemed remarkably composed. 

The men were surprised to see a young girl standing before them, let alone one with such courage, fearless even in the face of their boss. She had a strong nerve. 

After all, even Ministry of State Security staff get a bit jittery around the boss. 

“How old are you?” 

The man’s voice was clear, as were his eyes, seeming to harbor no ill intentions. 

Arabella replied truthfully, “Eighteen.” 

The men were startled: She’s just eighteen and already performing surgeries? 

Although the Ministry of State Security had many young prodigies, they’d never seen one as young and pretty as her.. 

“Did you study medicine?” the man asked again.