The Princess and the Pauper

It was good that all troubles were over. Her younger brother finally saw the true colors of that manipulative witch. At that moment, Martin came to visit them as usual. Upon entering the door and seeing their tears, he looked at the news report and somehow understood what happened. He walked over and hugged them. “Mom, sis, | was at fault before. | made you suffer.” Florence and Diana sobbed even harder at Martin's words. Meanwhile, across town. In a dingy, dilapidated shack, Serena weakly lifted her eyelids. The fading light outside told her dusk was approaching. She kind of recognized this place — it was on the outskirts of a sprawling thirty-acre fish farm owned by the Collins family. The shack used to store fishing gear, fold-out chairs, and other odds and ends. Later, when it became too old, Kenneth had a place fixed up next to it, providing a spot for fishing, resting, and entertainment. And so, this little shack was left abandoned and desolate. It had a tiled roof, a rough concrete floor, and those common red bricks you find in rural areas. Serena knew being locked here by the Collins family meant she was in a place where her screams would fall on deaf ears. She had been starving for a full day, her left cheek sliced by shrapnel from an explosion, compounded by the slap Jack had given her. The wound was still agonizingly painful. The door creaked open, and in walked Kenneth and Louisa, followed by a posse of burly bodyguards. Serena shrank back in fear, her spine pressing against a wooden post. Louisa always appeared so dignified and graceful. Her noble poise, her elegant mannerisms remained, even after experiencing kidnapping, frights, and such. The next day, she still looked like a fine lady. Several subordinates punched and kicked Serena. After a while, Kenneth stepped up and slapped her hard across the face, kicking her for good measure. Louisa didn't hold back either. She took a baton from one of the men and striking Serena with force. It was only when they had vented their rage that Louisa spat out, teeth gritted, “You tried to kill us, you didn’t even spare your grandparents. Not only that, you hurt innocent people, caused so many deaths.” The chief bodyguard had died a gruesome death, and the young guard Cookie had been beaten to a pulp by Chester. Not to mention the numerous other guards and Arabella’s own crew.

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