Author's POV
Rosetta threw file in front of Arthur who was waiting for the information of Arabella.
Arthur grabbed the file and Oliver was still sitting quietly.
"What are you trying to do with all of this? The reality is, she never loved us and you can't change anything after this truth."
"You are still in shock, Oliver... We will talk when you recover."
Arthur shuffled through information.
"Don't waste your time, I'll tell you about her."
Rosetta took a chair in front of him and Arthur looked at her, Oliver was looking at the moon through window but his ears were on them.
"Arabella is her real name, she didn't lie about it but she wasn't any innocent or a minor when she met you. Her age was twenty at that time and now she is twenty five, She is trained in R agency since childhood, It's true that Leonardo hired her to kill you. And her uncle Brian was nothing but her senior, everything was a trap for you two... Now, Arabella is one of the strongest fighter in the agency."
"Is she class A fighter like Mom?"
Arthur questioned looking at Arabella's picture which was in the file.
Rosetta shook her head.
"Only those who haven't failed any mission are worthy of becoming class A fighters. Arabella has never failed any mission except one, killing you two... So she is the strongest one and has cleared all the tests which class A fighters should but Rancho has not given her that honour because of her failed mission. She has different place in the agency, not Class A nor B but something in between... Looks like Rancho knows her worth but don't want to give her power by making her Class A... And one more thing, people also says that she is the most ruthless among them, emotions doesn't hold any place in her life. Today she has killed her own friend for trying to escape the agency..."
Arthur tossed the file away with hateful scowl. His heart was breaking with each of her words.
"I'll see how emotionless she is... But one thing is clear, she is an excellent actor... How amazingly she played that innocent character. I am impressed..."
"What are you trying to do?"
Rosetta asked, feeling a bit worried about his intentions.
"Don't tell me you are trying to fight with her, she might not have the badge but she is like Class A fighter by skills... Fighting will kill one of you."
"Who said it will be a physical fight? She played with our emotions, the compansation will cost her more..."
He smirked, his eyes held nothing but hate.
"Just forget about it, I am not feeling right about it... This thing is not going take you anywhere."
Rosetta tried to change their mind.
"Forget about it?"
Arthur turned mad.
"We have suffered for five years for the girl who was making fool out of us... It's easy for you to say but we can't forgive her."
He looked at Oliver who wasn't looking at them.
"At least not me!"
"Taking revenge is not what I have taught you."
Rose entered the office.
"Mom, please... I want you to not influence anything between us."
Arthur requested.
"Let us deal with this situation in our way."
"Fine!"
She nodded calmly.
"I was just here to inform you that, from tomorrow onwards there will be an auction in R agency. Where mafias from all over the world come to find good bodyguards and fighters for them. Rancho has started this new event. Class A fighters will not be part of this auction, they are reserved for agency only... You are smart enough to plan the rest."
Rosetta followed her mother when she walked out after giving an information.
"Mom, what are you doing? You are indirectly supporting their stupid plan."
Rose smiled.
"No hate can prevail love... They are just angry at the moment. Things will change when she will be around them."
"But do you really want her to be around them, she tried to kill them!"
Rosetta frowned.
"As a mother, I am also angry at her for whatever she did but as an former assasin, I can also understand her place... She was just a pawn not the mastermind so it's not completely her fault..."
Rose explained her.
"And you will spend more time in training, I don't my daughter to get defeated by anyone."
Rosetta looked at her embarrassed.
"Yes, Mom!"
But she was worried for her brothers.
"I think we all should go to the auction... I also want to see what kind of fighters that agency has."
Rose chuckled.
"You don't have to hide that you are worried for them. Are you scared that they will mess up?"
Rosetta nodded.
"They are angry and you know how they act when they are like that..."
"Fine, we all will go to the auction."
Rose promised.
On the other hand, Arthur was getting ready for the auction.
"Get ready!"
He saw how Oliver was not paying attention to him.
"I am not coming. You do whatever you want, I have nothing to do with her. She is dead for me."
He replied while doing his work.
"I said, you are coming... There is no other option... Not because of her but to show all mafias that Knight brothers are together and are stronger than before."
He ordered.
Oliver sighed and nodded, he was right. All mafias will be there to show off their powers.
"Fine!"
When the day arrived, Knight family went to the auction. Damian was against the decision, he was also angry at Arabella after knowing the truth but Rose calmed his down.
Rancho welcomed them with huge smile.
"Rose! Huge fan here. Still waiting for the day to meet you in fighting ground..."
Rose refused to shake hands with him.
"The day will definitely come, Rancho... And it will be the last day of you on this earth."
She warned and walked past him.
He chuckled and looked at Knight brothers.
"I saw her leaving the agency when I was around sixteen. She still have that fire... Anyways, welcome... I hope you find the right fighters for you."
"Cut the crap, Rancho... You clearly know why we are here... We want only that one girl!"
Arthur was straightforward.
Rancho smiled.
"I understand the desperation but sadly that one fighter is not part of the auction... She is not in those classes. I guess you should aim for someone else."
Rosetta looked at brothers, their sole reason for coming there was getting Arabella but she wasn't even in the game. Now she was curious to know what they will do.