Chapter 407: Another Tactic


    “Trishia!!!” Bill suddenly roared.


    His panicked voice echoed inside the room.


    Trishia suddenly fell and was shoved directly to the floor.


    Bill passed Arabe and by ident, he tripped the small recorder and fell to the floor.


    Trishia’s voice was heard from the recorder but then it suddenly stopped when Bill identally stepped


    on it as he was in a hurry to pick up Trishia who suddenly copsed.


    “Bill! Bill! Bill!” Arabe quickly picked up the recorder and put her in her pocket safely.


    She called the man who was now carrying Trishia in a bridal position.


    “Bill! Don’t believe her! That woman is just acting. Hey! Wake up! Wake up! You!” Arabe didn’t expect


    Trishia would suddenly faint. She was sure that she was just ying another trick again but she would


    never trick her. Arabe wanted to pull her short hair or p her repeatedly until Trishia could not bear


    the pain and got up. Arabe wanted to kick Trishia and punch her repeatedly so she would wake up


    quickly. Arabe was determined to harm Trishia for her to end her acting. Arabe was so pissed that


    Trishia got a way to escape her revtion.


    “What are you doing? This is your sister! Are you that heartless, Arabe Jones?” Bill was rushing out


    of the room with Trishia.


    Arabe followed running. His voice was scolding and ming her for what happened.


    It seemed he could not believe how Arabe’s acting while her sister was unconscious.


    “Bill, open your eyes for God’s sake! That woman was tricking you again. That video is a piece of


    evidence. That was her voice! She had no escape that’s why she acted like that! Hey! Trishia! If you


    are not going to wake up, will pour you boiling water! ” Arabe was very angry with Trishia''s trick.


    She was also very angry with the situation she was in.


    She got all the pieces of evidence but why is it still very hard for her to reveal the truth?


    Earlier, she thought, once she entered Bill’s room, everything would be okay but then she was


    surprised by Trishia’s presence inside.


    Trishia seemed to guard Bill 24 hrs. until their wedding day.


    Her eyes were on him so no one could hinder their uing wedding that was scheduled for the day


    after tomorrow.


    One day left and then she would be the new Mrs. Sky.


    “Fred! Call the physician!” Bill ordered the butler. Two servants came running to help Bill.


    Bill seemed not to hear Arabe anymore but she didn’t give up.


    She followed Bill and Trishia now with their servants to Trishia’s room.


    The oldest butler got Trishia from Bill together with thedy servants.


    When Arabe was about to enter inside, Trishia’s chamber, Bill blocked her at the opening of the door.


    He looked at her sharply.


    His eyes were too serious despising her attitude.


    “Your sister and I went out earlier to visit her physician. Her lungs were injured and started to take over


    her body… why? Because she saved me… that’s when she caught the bullet that was for me,


    Arabe.” Bill sounded very sure about what happened that day.


    His voice was ming and despising her in one.


    Arabe couldn’t feel any pity toward Trishia.


    If Trishia could make Bill believe her, then she would never bite her trick.


    She had known Trishia to be very vicious.


    She could even kill her, just to get rid her away from her and Bill’s life.


    No wonder, she already had nned to kill her again once she was outside the house.


    Arabe could already sense that n because her wedding wasing and Trishia was so desperate


    for that event to happen so, she would not allow anyone to destroy that long-awaited event in her life.


    Well, Arabe would just cross the bridge when she gets there.


    The important thing she had right now was for Bill to believe her.


    Bill should believe her or else her effort on getting all the evidence would just be put in vain.


    “Bill… listen to me, I have hard evidence now, Trishia is not what you think she is…” Arabe strongly


    disagreed with Bill.


    She didn’t care how he would judge her character at this point.


    She was also very desperate to get Bill to her side by using the evidence she got.


    He just needed to hear and see them but Arabe was cut by him.


    His face was impatient and obviously, he was already pissed with her. “Arabe, just stop! What I heard


    is that she humbled herself and asked you to y at our wedding. She wanted to fix her rtionship


    with you and if you ask me who is the most vicious here? Right now? I think it’s you! Now… please…


    let her rest.” Bill sounded with a controlled temper but his eyes were saying a lot.


    He closed Trishia’s door without waiting for Arabe’s response.


    The loud bang sounded giving Arabe a big warning.


    “Bill! You have to listen to me! Bill, open the door! Listen to me… Just listen to me!” Arabe knocked


    on the door repeatedly but no one opened the door.


    She stood there lost in her thoughts.


    She didn’t see thising.


    Bill just shut the door at her.


    If he only hear her, he would not waste his time in Trishia''s room like some stupid person who believed


    in another scheme.


    Arabe saw Greta who was just smirking at her in the corner but she didn’t mind her.


    It seemed Greta was starting to distance herself from her and the scene.


    If she wasn''t mistaken, the despicable woman didn''t want her name to be dragged.


    But Arabe had no time for her to spare.


    All she wanted was Bill.


    She had to do something to get Bill’s attention.


    They needed to talk in private.


    But how?


    How could he snatch him away from the wicked Trishia Meyer?


    What could Trishia not do?


    Admittedly, Arabe really wanted to worship her wicked half-sister.


    She was not good at drama but her acting earlier moved everyone, especially Bill.


    About what Bill had said in the hospital, Arabe was doubting about it.


    She was sure it was all made up of Trishia.


    It was Trishia''s other tactic.


    Since her wedding day wasing, she wanted to make sure that Bill would not back out.


    She wanted Bill to remember what he owed to her.


    Using Bill’s guilt and conscience, Trishia wanted to take advantage of it.


    Now, Bill was more careful and caring of Trishia and he despised Arabe for acting so heartless


    earlier.


    What Arabe could see was Bill pitied Trishia and he felt guilty about Trishia’s condition.


    After a while, the physician arrived.


    Arabe wanted to go with the physician inside but then, the butler blocked her.


    It was an order from Bill Sky.


    She only saw Bill sitting on the side of Trishia’s bed.


    His face was looking at her attentively.


    Arabe’s heart felt like stabbed by thousand sharp des.


    She felt weak instantly.


    Hopeless but still determined to fight.


    She would not give up.


    Not now, that she had proofs for Bill Sky.


    This dama thing with Trishia would eventually end up soon.


    She would just wait for Bill to get outside.


    Arabe had no n to go away.


    She was determined to wait for him and talk to him.


    She sat outside.


    After a while, the physician got out.


    “Dr., I’m Arabe Jones. I am her sister. How is the patient?” It disgusted her to im that she was


    Trish’a''s sister but she had to for the doctor to talk to her.


    She needed to know what happened to Trishia even though she was 101% sure that Trishia was just


    tricking them.


    “Ahhh…” The doctor looked at her. His eyes were suspecting Arabe.


    If she was not mistaken, Trishia had briefed this doctor carefully. “Oh, sorry… I am not allowed to share


    with everyone the patient’s condition. If you want to know, please refer to Mr. Sky. He knows everything


    about his wife’s condition. Please excuse me.” The doctor answered her and quickly left.


    It was too obvious that he didn’t want to tackle more about Trishia.


    Less talk… fewer mistakes… Arabe heaved a deep sigh.


    She could not rely on anyone right now.


    It was only Bill who she needed to convince.


    She didn’t need anyone if Bill would believe her.


    Arabe waited for Bill. She didn’t want to go back inside her room as she was afraid Bill would go out


    and she would miss the chance to corner him.


    She was anticipating already that Bill would act rough at her.


    She would not mind it as she had full of hope that after he heard her, he would understand everything


    and would believe her.


    All she wanted was to end Trishia’s tricks tonight.


    It was getting all over her nerves how Trishia suddenly copsed earlier.


    She was perfect.


    Very good at escaping her criminal deeds but sooner, Arabe believed it would be over.


    For now, all she could do was wait for Bill.


    She sat on the floor outside Trishia’s room.


    The servants came out after a while but Bill still didn’t. She waited and didn’t want to lose hope.


    “Lucy, how’s everything doing inside?” Arabe quickly stood up seeing Lucy was one of the servants


    who went out of the room.


    “The madame is okay now. She was now sleeping.” Lucy answered truthfully.


    “What about, Mr. Sky?” This was the only thing she wanted to ask but of course, she didn’t want Lucy


    to doubt her intention.


    “Hmmm… he… he is sleeping beside the madame.” Lucy felt a bit shy when she responded.


    After hearing Lucy, Arabe jolted. She felt lost somewhere as she didn’t speak again.


    “Madame, do you still need anything?” Lucy asked her.


    Arabe shook her head. “Thank you, Lucy. You may go now.” Arabe’s voice was gloomy.


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    She could feel her heart is bleeding.


    Just thinking Bill was not outside because he apanied Trishia, made her very sad and hurt.


    Arabe didn’t know what to do.


    She wanted to bang on Trishia’s door again repeatedly.


    She was sure Bill would go out with a dangerous expression.


    She wanted to but she didn’t have enough courage to face Bill’s wrath.


    Tomorrow was her deadline because the next day was the wedding.


    It seemed the time was testing her.


    She had everything she needed now but time was too cruel.


    Trishia was too cruel.


    Arabe was so lost outside but determined to wait for Bill.


    The night got deeper.


    Her eyes were closed already but then she tried very hard to stay awake.


    She was also aware that Greta was just finding some opportunity to get back to her.


    She should stay vignt from that fat woman.


    Arabe was praying that Bill would go out already. She couldn’t wait to talk to him again.


    Maybe this time, he would listen to her.


    Maybe if they would be talking privately, Bill would give her a chance to exin herself.


    She felt cold but she tried not to be bothered by it.


    She rubbed her two palms together to get some of her and pressed them on her cheeks.


    The mansion was empty.


    The light was out but the servants were already sleeping.


    Meanwhile,


    “Mark, boss... this Arabe Jones, do you know her?” Greta didn’t hesitate to call Mark about the things


    happening inside the mansion.


    “What about her?” In a deep voice, Mark replied.


    “Boss, she knew about me… She knew about you. What do you want me to do? You know I can get rid


    of her that easy, just say it and I will do it.” Greta babbled conceitedly.


    “Don’t touch her!” Mark’s answered quickly. "Not now... Greta," Mark added meaningfully.


    Greta didn''t expect Mark''s reaction. She didn''t know what he was nning and what was his


    rtionship with Arabe Jones. She was just always waiting for his order.


    "What is happening there right now?" Mark suddenly asked.


    "Boss, Trishia Meyer fainted. I am still observing. The matter here is chaotic. One ex-wife was trying so


    hard to get back her ex-husband while the other woman was so desperate to hold on and control her


    soon-to-be husband. hahaha." Greta wasughing softly while reporting everything. "Now what are we


    going to do, boss? Who do you want me to kill first?" Greta asked along with her wicked chuckles.


    "Hmmm... that brother of mine of course but you know that he is mine right?" Mark a heavy sigh before


    he continued. "I want to y Greta... Hmmm... let me think..." Mark heaved another heavy sigh again.


    "I want to give this brother of mine a good show. Does he think that he can only y other people''s


    lives? Hmph!" Marck chuckled. "Well, I can do that too. Let''s see if is the best at ying... Hahaha!"


    Markughed out loud. Heughed like he already won a battle.


    "Ohhh...It makes me so excited." Gretamented. "So, who should I kill first?" Greta was born a killer


    as she asked filled with excitement.


    "Hmmm... I think it is about time Greta to grant your long-time revenge." Mark spoke deeply.


    "You mean, I can kill her already and revenge my sister? Wohooo!!!" Greta said excitedly.


    "Yeah... we don''t need her anymore but make sure that the other woman would be the suspect.


    Hahaha!" Mark ordered seriously then broke outughing. "I can''t wait to see my brother''s face, Greta!"


    Mark sounded triumphant then he ended the call.


    Greta was left smiling wickedly after getting the go signal from her boss.