The Princess and the Paupers Novel Full Episode
Chapter 1350

Chapter 1350

Eunice gazed at the jet's distinctive silhouette and emblem. There was no mistake. It was Bard's

private plane!

That very aircraft had whisked him away on business earlier that day.

Bard had promised her he'd return as soon as his work was done.

She was in shock for a long moment before lifting her gaze, incredulous. “Did you do this?"

"It's his own damn fault for having bad luck! Did he really think he was too good to attend Arlen's

birthday bash?

Does he have any respect for us elders? Who did he think he was?"

"It was just a birthday party. Was it really worth all this? Bella and I showed up, didn't we?"

“And who are you to talk? You're nothing but an outsider to the Griffiths. We've never acknowledged

you as one of us all these years!"

Eunice's eyes blazed with fury and hatred as she faced the murderers. "Your acknowledgment isn't

worth a dime! It was Bard who got down on one knee, not once but three times, to propose to me. It

was my in-laws who wanted me to marry him. My place in the Griffith family was approved by the head

of the family himself, my father-in-law!"

“And what of it? They're bedridden now, too busy to care about your fate,’ Bess said with a smile that

was as warm as a spring breeze.

Teresa chimed in with a smirk, “Why waste words on her? Now that Bard's gone, everything he owned

will naturally fall into this wench's hands. Boys, bring the pre-drafted share transfer and the deed of gift.

Let's have her sign everything over to us."

Dozens of bodyguards closed in around Eunice and Arabella, blocking any chance of escape.

Mr. Clarence handed over the contract and a pen with a sly grin. "Mr. Calvin and Mrs. Bess are

reasonable. Just sign, and we can talk. Who knows? They might even show you mercy and spare your

life."

Eunice remained unmoved by the contract and pen in his hand.

"You can't escape from here. There are sixty guards in this living room alone, not to mention the

hundreds outside. Even if you could fight, you'd eventually run out of steam."

Besides, they had cast a net so wide that escape was impossible.

“Do you know the consequences of not signing?” Teresa asked, arms crossed over her chest, looking

down at Eunice with arrogance. “You may not fear death and wish to follow your husband, but this

young girl beside you is innocent. It would be a shame for her to miss out on a life of luxury before it

even started."

"If you lay a finger on her, Kenneth and Louisa won't let you off the hook!" Eunice shot back fiercely.

“The Collins family cherishes her like a treasure. Even setting aside the influence of Kenneth and

Louisa, just my nephew, Hans alone is enough to make you think twice."

The mention of Hans indeed changed the expressions of the elders present.

Hans was known for his ruthless efficiency, a cold machine of a man who didn't entertain pleas of

sentiment.

Then there was Chasel. If they dared cross him, he could expose countless secrets they held in

Solterra.

And Clark, renowned as a forensic expert with a wide network of powerful contacts and rumored to be

a formidable hacker. If he decided to infiltrate their systems, they'd be in for a world of trouble.

As for Sean, he might appear to be a charming playboy, but his methods were even more brutal than

the eldest's. His unpredictable nature made him impossible to read.

And of course, there was David, whose charisma and influence were undeniable.