The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 2092

His wrists were raw and bleeding from the rope's cruel bite, but he seemed impervious to pain, still

deluding himself with thoughts of escape.

With a swift jab, Jack landed a punishing blow to his stomach, forcing him to double over in agony,

finally stilling him for a moment.

"The truth is, that grave was just a show for you. Your parents aren't dead. Erik has them locked up,

tormenting them daily. He even taunts them with photos and videos of you, calling the enemy 'Dad,' just This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

to punish them for leaving the organization, to twist the knife of their suffering."

Stinger couldn't believe what he was hearing, his gaze at Arabella laced with hate, doubt and belief.

Hate for her having his parents' grave dug up.

Doubt because she might be sowing discord.

Belief because if it was all a lie, how could she craft such a convincing story, as if she had witnessed it

all herself.

"We found someone, a witness to what happened back then," Arabella glanced at her watch, "He'll be

here any minute."

Stinger's eyes remained a mix of conflict and distrust.

The wait was only a few minutes, but to Stinger, it felt as long as a century.

Finally, when Jones appeared with a man in tow, all eyes snapped to the newcomer.

The man was short, barely five foot three.

He removed his mask, revealing a ghastly scar running across his face, slashing from his forehead to

his left cheek, distorting his left eye into a permanent squint, giving him an asymmetrical gaze.

Pulling off his beanie, a bald patch was visible where hair refused to grow. He told Stinger that he too

once tried to leave the organization, and as punishment, Erik's men had slashed him twice there,

ensuring the hair would never return. The scar on his face was a testament to their cruelty.

He had been loyal to Erik for years, thinking he was different, but anyone who tried to leave faced Erik's

merciless vengeance.

He had been stabbed multiple times and kicked off a cliff, fortunate to land in a tree. A Good Samaritan

saved him, and he spent his days thereafter in hiding.

"Your parents' accident, I was there," the man known as Blade recounted the same story Arabella had

told.

Blade produced several old photographs and tossed them to Stinger.

"These photos, I secretly took them back then for my own protection. They're all dated," he said as he

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