The Princess and the Pauper

“This also shows that person has been secretly spying on our lives. It's terrifying." Kenneth remarked.

"Oh, boss, this is the phone Martin wanted me to give you." At that moment, Jones finally remembered the task at hand and handed the smartphone to Arabella.

The phone had been cracked by Thomas, and as Arabella scrolled through, she found Erik's last words to Serena, along with all the information related to the mastermind. She projected it directly onto the TV screen.

Everyone in the room was left in shock, their emotions a tangled mess of grief and disbelief. Meanwhile, on the other side of town.

Alma was sleeping soundly when a frantic knocking at her door startled her awake. Rubbing her eyes with irritation, she opened the door and grumbled, "What's with the knocking? In the middle of the night, why disturb people’s sound sleep.”

"Miss, we've gotta go quickly." her nanny was pulling her arm to leave, then suddenly remembered something and pulled her back, "Grab your passport, jewelry, and whatever else you need."

"What for?" Alma asked impatiently, "It's so late, what's gotten into you?"

But Lina didn't have time to explain; she hurried Alma towards the safe, urging her desperately, "Hurry, punch in the code. We're in deep trouble, and if we don't move now, it'll be too late. Hurry."

It was the first time Lina had ever spoken to Alma with such urgency, which gave Alma an ominous premonition. She even pressed the wrong digit while entering the password.

Lina was beside herself with panic, "Everyone's ready; it's just you we're waiting on, hurry up." Alma tried again, only to press a wrong digit once more.

It wasn't until the third attempt that the safe beeped twice and swung open.

Lina quickly grabbed a bag, stuffed everything inside, and then pulled Alma to run.

“Lina, what's happening. I'm still in my pajamas."

She wasn't just in her pajamas; she felt barefoot and cold, running across the frosty floor.

"You'd better ask the master and madam. All | know is that there's been a major incident at home, and now we're all heading abroad to lay low."

As Lina dragged Alma toward the family's private helipad, Alma saw her parents and sister, also laden with belongings, racing towards the helicopters.

It was the first time she had seen her parents and sister in such a state of panic. Then a servant came running up, gasping out, "Master, Madam, bad news. The five young masters have led people storming in."

"Run." Beverly gripped Alma's hand.

Alma had no clue what was happening.

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