Chapter 303: Mortal Enemy


    Back at Arabe''s apartment, Trishia continued cutting Arabe''s wardrobe even though the owner of


    the house was already staring at her holding grudges for the mess she had done in her ce.


    "Go out now before I call the police, Trishia!" Arabe didn''t like the chaotic sight that greeted her upon


    entering her house. Seeing Trishia deliberately ravaging her ce, her resentment towards her was


    surging up. She could let anyone bully her in her territory. It made her angrier when Trishia seemed not


    to hear her and continued cutting all her curtains and throwing the fabric to the ground piece by piece.


    Arabe clenched her fists tightly. She could not control herself as she stormed toward Trishia and


    grabbed her hand with her scissor. Trishia moved her hand away quickly. "Ahhh!" Arabe suddenly


    screamed in pain. Trishia''s scissors cut Arabe''s palm. Blood automatically gushed out from her palm.


    "Pakkk!!!" Then a loud p sound echoed in the room. With her palm covered with blood, Arabe had


    managed to p Trishia''s face hard. Her blood scattered on Trishia''s white face. She felt the tingling


    pain of the cut on her palm but pping Trishia gave her satisfaction.


    Trishia didn''t anticipate Arabe''s attack. Arabe sessfully grabbed Trishia''s scissors then she


    threw them away. Wiping the blood of Arabe on her face full of irritation, Trishia shot Arabe with


    daggers. She could not ept that Arabe just hit her face. Trishia was bursting with vexation for


    Arabe Jones.


    "Get out now!" Arabe roared. She had no time with Trishia''s stubbornness. For her, Trishia was


    hopeless and just wanted to me her for all her bad luck. Though she felt the pain in her palm,


    Arabe remained tough and firm.


    "What if I don''t want to get out?" Trishia responded. Her tone was provoking still not sobered with the


    p she got from Arabe. "What if I still want to ruin your apartment and your life?" Trishia strode


    closer to Arabe with her right eyebrow curled upward. "What are you going to do? Are you gonna kill


    me?" Trishia enunciated with her bratty tone while she folded her arms in front of her.


    Arabe''s outburst was already taking over her. She had no time for Trishia''s ill-mannered show as she


    stormed to her kitchen and got a knife. Pissed and determined to teach Trishia a lesson, Arabe went


    back with the sharp de in her hand.


    Trishia saw Arabe wasing with a knife but she didn''t run away. Obviously, she didn''t want to


    leave her ce peacefully. With her devilish smile, Trishia pped her hands like she was enjoying


    Arabe''s outburst. Arabe stopped just a meter away from Trishia gripping the knife hard white she


    was gritting her teeth. She could kill Trishia now but something inside her was stopping her. She had all


    the reasons to kill Trishia. Aside from that, Trishia was a trespasser, and she ruined her things inside.


    Surely, the court would take her side.


    "Arabe Jones," Trishia blurted out. Her eyes sparkled teasing Arabe. The way Trishia had taunted


    her, she seemed to know that Arabe could not kill someone and surely she could not kill her. "Come


    on, Arabe Jones, kill me now!" Trishia added formidably as she smiled at her spreading her arms in


    the air. "Come on, kill me! Don'' be a coward, Arabe Jones, kill me now!" Trishia screamed


    demanding her. "Come on! Kill your own sister now!" She shouted announcing a bomb.


    Arabe was gripping the knife too hard. The sight of Trishia and the chaos inside her house made her


    lose Arabe''s sanity. She was about to attack her enemy but Trishia''sst words made her stop


    abruptly.


    "You are insane, Trishia! You are hopeless! Get out of my house now!" Arabe tried her best not to be


    a murderer but Trishia was very good at stimting her anger. For her, Trishia was out of her mind. Her


    words were merely part of her show.


    Her madness show.


    Trishia was a desperate and pretentious woman.


    She never liked her even a bit. Arabe just wanted Trishia to evaporate and be gone from her sight


    immediately. She didn''t wang to be a murderer but if Trishia kept on pestering her in her territory,


    Arabe could not promise if she could still control herself and kept her sanity for Trishia.


    Instead of obeying Arabe, Trishia strode gracefully towards her. Judging from her expression, Trishia


    had no n to leave Arabe''s ce and she had no intention of following the orders of the owner of


    the apartment.


    "Sister..." Trishia uttered with a mocking expression. "Why do you want me to get out? Isn''t sisters


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    should stick together?" Trishia smiled provokingly. Her words had no sincerity.


    "Stop calling me sister! You are insane!" Arabe growled. She would never believe Trishia as she had


    known her very well.


    "Ha!ha!ha!" Suddenly, Trishiaughed madly. "You still don''t get it, don''t you?" She smirked. "Where do


    you want me to start?" Trishia walked around her.


    Arabe stood firmly with her knife. She suddenly felt something bad about Trishia''s confidence. Her


    mind refused to think of the possibility that she and Trishia were rted to each other because her


    instinct knew it was possible. If she had to think about the forbidden rtionship between her father to


    Trishia''s mother, she knew Trishia''s words could be true but Arabe refused to even think about it.


    She hated their rtionship. It was the reason why she had to approach Bill Sky. It was the reason why


    she was being held in the neck by Sen. Meyer. That forbidden rtionship with her father with Alice


    Meyer made her life in danger again.


    "Here''s the thing bitch, your dad, unfortunately, happened to be my biological dad as well. Now if you


    still didn''t get it, that''s your problem! You can try to ask your useless dad perhaps." Trishia winked at


    her. Her expression was full of mockery. She never epted Arabe''s dad as her dad. For her, that


    man would be forever useless. He was not worthy to be her father. Trishia med her dad to bring


    Arabe Jones into this world. If it wasn''t for him, there would no Arabe who always took everything


    she had and wanted. Arabe Jones was always her cunning opponent and her mortal enemy.


    "You are a liar! You are lying, Trishia!" Arabe eximed. As the only child in the family, she also


    aimed to have a sister when she was young but hearing Trishia, she could not find any happiness in


    the news. Arabe refused to believe her. For everything Trishia had done to her, she just wished that


    Trishia was telling her lies. If it was true, then why her father didn''t tell her about it? Why did Trishia


    know about it and she didn''t? Why does she have to hear it from Trishia? The girl who could not be


    trusted.


    "Ha!Ha!Ha!" Trishiaughed. "Do you really think that I want you to be your sister? Never!" She roared


    with her eyeballs bulging while frowning deeply showing her strong refusal.


    "Don''t worry, Trishia, the feeling is mutual. So, go out! Stop bothering me, Trishia." Arabe responded.


    She didn''t have the time to analyze everything. She should not be shocked if it was true. Knowing the


    rtionship between her father to Trishia''s mother, it could be possible but then, it would not change


    the fact that their rtionship would never go smooth.


    "No! I will not go out!" Trishia refused. "I didn''te here to be a messenger." Trishia rolled her eyes at


    Arabe.


    "Then what do you want?! Why do you have to ruin my things?!" Arabe roared. Her resentment


    toward Trishia never subsided it was just distracted by her news but it eventually gained another level.


    "Hmmm... for my satisfaction, bitch!" Trishia answered. She still kept on provoking her even if Arabe


    was still holding her knife. " You still owed me something, remember?" Trishia added reminding her of


    their deal.


    Arabe heaved a deep sigh trying to control herself not to attack Trishia with her knife. She had to


    calm herself or everything would get exacerbated.


    "What you have done here was already enough, Trishia. We are even now. So get out of my ce


    before I can''t control myself anymore and hurt you again!" Arabe''s eyes warned her.


    "Oh! I''m so afraid, bitch! What about another deal again?" Trishia smiled the most annoying smile.


    Arabe frowned.


    "Okay... Okay... Let''s call it a sister''s deal. It''s just between you and me. I will give you a chance to be


    my younger sister for one thing. Just one thing...." Trishia uttered walking around Arabe then she


    stopped in front of her.


    Without any words, Arabe looked at Trishia with a questioning expression. She was tired. Really tired


    of talking to Trishia plus the chaotic sight of her house made her blood boil tremendously.


    "Give me, Bill Sky. Help me marry, Bill Sky and I will stop bothering you again." Trishia''s tone turned


    into a convincing one. She sounded very desperate but she didn''t care about it


    Arabe just looked at her without any expression.


    "Come on! Just help me. Bill Sky... I just want him." Trishia added trying to get her approval.


    "If I will marry Bill, I will let you live freely with your son, Adam. I promise you that."


    Arabe looked at Trishia nkly. If she had not known her before maybe she would think of her


    proposal but Trishia''s reputation for her was the worst.


    "No," Arabe quickly refused. She could not forget how Trishia set her up before just to ruin her name


    at the Sky Corporation Anniversary party. For Arabe, Trishia would not do any good to her. She was


    just like Bill Sky. Arabe had no n to put herself in their evil hands again.


    "Stop with your hallucinations, Trishia. I''m not going to help you ever again. So stop dreaming."


    Arabe gave her a blow through her words delivered arrogantly.


    Her response made Trishia''s expression turn into a menace.


    "Bitch, don''t tell me you are already in love with Bill Sky? Huh! Is this why you are not helping me?"


    Trishia said with rage and great suspicion in her tone.


    Arabe met Trishia''s furious eyes. "Yes. What can you do about it, Trishia? Now, you heard it, maybe


    you can wake up from your dream and get the hell out of my ce!" She answered seriously and


    roared ousting her away. Deceiving Trishia was way better. It was her punishment to her for ruining her


    ce and wasting her time. Admittedly, it gave her another satisfaction seeing Trishia''s irritated


    expression.


    "Huh! Do you really think Bill Sky will love you back? Bitch, Bill never loves someone. You should be


    the one to wake up from your dream. Bill will never love you back!" Trishia burst out hearing Arabe''s


    confession.


    "Don''t worry, Trishia, if he didn''t know love, I will teach him. He asked me to live with him again. How''s


    that for a heads up?" Pissed with the long talking, Arabe learned to y with Trishia. Her tone was


    yful and it made Trishia irked so much.


    Trishia clenched her fists hardly. She seemed to know that Arabe was not lying. She was already


    breathing fire standing in front of her mortal enemy.


    "Huh! You are funny, bitch!" After a while, Trishia said not wanting to ept losing as she released a


    bitter smile. "Oh, a heads up...yeah..." Trishia repeated Arabe''s word nodding her head. "I bet you


    also want to hear my heads-up, right?" Trishia had no trace of surrendering. She seemed determined


    not to leave Arabe in peace. "You want to know who set you up at the party 6 yrs. ago?" Trishia


    smiled wickedly.


    "Cut the crap! Obviously, it was you!" Arabe answered impatiently. No one believe her there but she


    was sure this vicious woman in front of her did everything to ruin her in front of the crowd. They also


    used them of Ed Sky''s death. Arabe could not forget that tragic part of her life.


    "Bravo!Bravo!" Hearing Arabe''s answer, Trishia pped her hands to appreciate her brilliance. "But


    something is missing. You know I can''t do that alone, bitch. You wanna know who helped me framed


    you up?" Trishia''s voice was catchy and interesting. Arabe looked at her seriously. All ears were


    hearing Trishia.


    Trishia smiled getting the right amount of attention she needed from Arabe.


    Then she smirked, "...that person is none other than your beloved father. The person who caused Ed


    Sky''s death was no other than your dad, bitch!"