CHAPTER 3

The driver accidentally got his suit dirty while checking the car. When he saw the folks from the Murphy

family coming out of the mansion, he hurriedly pulled out a few gift boxes from the trunk.

These were specifically instructed by the mister to be handed to the Murphys.

Unfortunately, a previous tailgating incident resulted in a few of the gift boxes getting squashed, making them look rather This belongs unappealing.-

“I reckon you’re Mr. Murphy?” The driver approached Attlee and offered the boxes politely, “These are

a token from the young lady’s parents. They insist you accept them.”

“You’re too kind…” Attlee hastily declined. “Bella has been great with us over the years, these gifts…”

“We don’t need your gifts! Just take her home, her family is waiting for her!” Olga interrupted them and

without giving Aiden a second glance, she walked back into the house.

She thought to herself, “With such shabby gift boxes, there can’t be anything good inside. She certainly

doesn’t want other people’s trash.”

Yolanda suppressed a sarcastic smile, following Olga. Her face was filled with an air of superiority as if

she had just won a war. She never Realized that Arabella’s biological family was in such a poor state,

but she was secretly pleased.

The Murphys’ maids looked at them with scorn, contempt, or pity, and they all went back inside. Only

Attlee remained standing there, somewhat embarrassed, “Well, have a safe journey… I won’t accept

these gifts. Let’s just say I’ve sent them back to your masters. Consider it a small token from me…”

“But…” The driver was at a loss. The mister had specifically told him to make sure the Murphys

accepted the gifts. But what Attlee meant was that Arabella was no longer part of the Murphy family. If

she went to her biological parents’ house, she would have nothing to do with the Murphys.

“Mr. Murphy, please accept these gifts. Mr. Murphy?”

The driver initially wanted to say that the boxes contained deeds to several villas, keys to several

shops, a bank card loaded with a billion dollars, and rare medicinal herbs that you couldn’t buy

anywhere. But as he watched Attlee walk into the house, the driver paused, puzzled. It seemed like

none of them actually liked Ms. Bennett. Was it all in his head?

Arabella casually fixed the car door back in place, “Let’s go.”

Watching her get into the car, Aiden was taken aback. Did Ms. Bennett just fix that door by herself?

How did she do that?

On the road, Arabella casually looked out the window, her pretty face giving off a pleasing aura.poorer areas, he was pretty wealthy.

His personal wealth had exceeded ten million dollars, which was why his wife Olga was so arrogant

and looked down on others.

After Yolanda walked into the room, she unintentionally glanced out the window. What she saw left her

in complete shock. “Mom, their car…”

“What about it?” Olga followed her gaze, then nonchalantly said, “Yoli, I’m telling you, from now on, you

and Arabella have nothing to do with each other! You can’t treat her like your sister anymore, you need

to delete and block all her contact info. Even if she tries to borrow money from you through other

means, you can’t lend her any, got it?”

“No… Mom. What I meant was, the license plate of that car, seems like it’s from our city. It looks like

the plate number starts with S-A… followed by five 1’s?”

In Summerfield, such a plate number was quite noticeable!

Since the car was parked in front of their mansion, Olga only saw the side of the car and not the license

plate. But hearing Yolanda’s description, she just laughed, thinking her daughter was too naive.

“Yoli, you gotta know, in our town, anyone with a license plate that has five of the same numbers is a

big shot! Arabella’s family lives in Willow Creek, you must’ve got it twisted!”

Nearby.”

“Sure,” Aiden replied.

In room 301 of Hope Hospital’s inpatient department, a frail old lady with white hair was lying there.

Because of her long-term illness, her face looked gaunt, and her figure was skinny.

When Arabella walked in, the old lady was still in a deep sleep, her eyes tightly closed, her face

expressionless. The wrinkles on her brow made her look even more weather-beaten.

Arabella walked softly to the bedside, a bitter feeling slowly spreading in her heart. When did the once

energetic old lady become like this?

“Bella.” The young doctor checking in on the patients looked up at her, then busied himself with some

notes, “You’re right on time, we wanted to talk to you.”

He put down his pen, lifted his handsome face, and his attractive eyes stared straight at her.

“As you know, none of the current heart disease treatments are working for the old lady, we used to

increase the dosage to prolong the effects, but now even that doesn’t work anymore.”

“You know better than anyone when a person’s heart fails at the end stage of an illness, it’s like the

heart’s function has degraded to the point of no return. It’s actually a miracle she’s made it this far…”

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