The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 843

Chapter 843

The crowd was buzzing with curiosity, their eyes darting to Arabella.

"Could they be medical students specializing in forensics?"

They looked young and even somewhat couple-like.

"Are they a couple, perhaps?"

Upon hearing the word ‘couple’, Romeo glanced back at the crowd, a look that was enough to silence their whispers.

This stern-faced gentleman and the lady must be a couple.

The warning in his gaze was unmistakable.

Due to the murder case, the usual influx of tourists had lessened significantly. The trio found themselves alone, strolling along the glass pathway after taking the cable car up the mountain.

"Clark, it's amusing that you're scared of ghosts but not of corpses."

Arabella couldnt help but chuckle at the irony.

"Watch your words. Clark fears nothing! Last night was just an unexpected incident,’ Clark defended himself, trying to save face.

"And you, young as you are, seem to fear neither man nor beast."

Her courage was truly unparalleled.

"She's seen a lot and is accustomed to it,, Romeo added, unable to resist.

He recalled her mentioning her experiences in the ‘triangular zone’, each terrifying event toughening her spirit, making her stronger.

Clark, oblivious to her past, assumed Romeo meant that Arabella was wise beyond her years.

Nodding in agreement, Clark admitted he hadn't come across anyone more exceptional than Arabella. Her nonchalance while

In the living room.

Louisa, holding Arabella's hand, smiled warmly, "They seem to be getting along well."

"They've been close since they were kids." Celeste, with a tender smile on her face, gestured to Arabella, "Bella, come sit next to me."

Arabella sat down, and Celeste brought out a gift, "When your mother told me you were coming back, we thought about what to get you. We heard that girls love this brand, so here's a little something from us. Please accept it."

“You're too kind." Arabella saw the "QY" on the box, and she hadn't expected this.

Louisa couldn't help but chuckle, "Celeste, you don't know, do you?

"Speaking the truth for the departed is the shared goal of all forensic scientists. So, Clark, your profession is sacred and commendable."

Arabella's praise took Clark by surprise. His career choice had been a frequent subject of his mother's disapproval. He dealt with charred, decomposed, mutilated, and odorous bodies.

His mother found it horrifying and dangerous, saying it was stressful and detrimental to one's mental health.

Yet, providing closure for the deceased, comfort for their families, and justice for society was exactly what his job was about.

In their work, forensic scientists had to eliminate all distractions to unearth the singular truth for the deceased. Every deduction could impact the direction of the investigation. A tiny mistake could lead to a huge discrepancy.

Sometimes, the nightmarish scenes of his workday would invade his dreams.

"Do you think this field is good?" Clark asked.

Arabella nodded. "Medical practitioners aim to save lives. While I save the living, you help the dead. We both uphold justice in our own ways."

For society, they quietly contributed their humble efforts.

Looking at Arabella, Clark suddenly realized how much more outstanding she was compared to girls her age. If it were Serena, she would probably be hiding behind him, scared and eager to leave the scene.

But Bella, with her calm demeanor and professional knowledge, had helped the dead find justice.

"Romeo, see this? My sister is so accomplished. If you dare mistreat her in this lifetime, I will make sure you pay, he warned.