Back at the mansion :

Hands on hips, Isabella asked her " How sure are you that this stupid plan of yours is going to work? "

Anabelle glanced up and scowled at her before refocusing her attention on the long, thin , almost invisible yet firm cord in her hands, fastening it around both chairs placed at the sides between the entrance.

She heaved as she tightened it " First of all, this plan isn't stupid. And secondly, I learnt from the best "

Then Anabelle stood up and admired her work. It would take a very, very close look to discover something was tied there - how perfect ! Her eyes twinkled and she rubbed her palms together in gleeful anticipation.

"What next? " Izzy asked in a bored tune and wrapped both arms across her chest with a stern expression.

Anabelle tugged a stray lock of hair behind her ear " I scream and you act "

"What -?!" But before Isabella could understand what she meant, she let out an ear-piercing scream, like a banshee, leaving her dumbfounded.

"Ahh! Help me,Isabella is hurting me! Oww! Somebody help me! " Anabelle wailed with all her might.

By the time the doorknob began to turn as the security tried to open the door, Izzy got a hint of what she was trying to do and she collaborated with her at once.

"You dumbhead! I'm going to kill you today?! " Izzy began her own acting and was grateful when the pounding on the door began.

"Open this door ! " They commanded from outside since the door was locked from inside but the kids giggled inwardly and made faces .

To come inside the room, they would have to grab the spare key from Amanda who should be having her beauty sleep by now.

"Ouch! Not the hair ! Let go of my hair! Somebody help me please ! " Annabelle screamed eliciting a boom from outside.

"Hurry up and get the damn keys! " One out of the two guards stationed at her door ordered his partner.

Then added, but this time directed at Izzy " And Isabella, let go of the girl! "

"Who made you my spokesman?! " She fired back " I have the right to do whatever I want! "

"Ouch! Izzy no, let go of me " Anabelle faked-cried causing panic to break out on the face of the poor guard.

He knew Isabella was a troublesome kid which was why he was given charge to keep her from attending the party tonight.

Sir Niklaus had warned him strictly not to let anyone into her room whosoever be.

But he had taken pity on the poor child, who had lost her mother at a tender age since he experienced the same thing too and thought letting her cousin Annabelle to entertain her for the night would lift her mood.

Moreover that girl Annabelle had the power to bring even the strongest of men down to their knees with just her eyes.

He had refused her entry at first but when she fluttered her eyelashes, let the tears pool at her eyes and her lips quivered, he had no choice than to give in at once.

But who knew Isabella would be so cruel as to hurt that sweet, innocent girl and her cousin at that.

"I swear to God Isabella If you hurt as much as a hair on her body, I would not let you off " he threatened hoping to God it would work.

Izzy snorted and rolled her eyes, this lowly guard was trying to scare her ? Oh please, she had seen scarier things than him.

She retorted "Why don't you know your place first !"

Watching the scene,Annabelle shook her head, tsk tsk, her cousin was simply original. No one would even tell this was nothing but an act.

But the moment they heard the keys working on the door, their eyes widened and Annabelle hurried over to Izzy saying;

"Quick, grab my hair "

Isabella did not need to be told twice but just as she reached out, her cousin added,

"Just don't pull tight, this is all just an act ." Anabelle reminded her but she rolled her eyes towards heaven

"Whatever, let's get this done "

The moment Isabella gripped her hair and began the drama, the door snapped open with a bang and the two guards rushed in .

But they had hardly stepped inside the room, both with the aim of separating the two kids when they tripped on something and fell face first on the ground.

"Now " Annabelle yelled and they both with lightning speed grabbed a wrapped paper out of nowhere, opened it, pressed their noses with a hand to cut their breath and blew the substance on the faces of the guards who were almost on their feet.

"What the f*ck! " One of the guards cursed, waving his hands here and there and trying to wipe away the powder flying in his direction.

It seems they have been tricked, and though he couldn't tell what was blown on them but it certainly wasn't something good.

Isabella was the epitome of mischief and though Anabelle might be a good girl as praised by her father, but they've heard tales of her pranks too. So if the two were in cahoots, then chaos was sure to follow .

And he must stop them before it is too late.

Isabella shrunk back, doubt and fear mixed in her eyes as one of the guards stomped towards her.

"I thought you said this was going to knock them out? "

Anabelle let go of her nose and took a step back too.

"Yeah, that's what I thought "

Izzy's eyes flashed, " That's what you thought?! "

Anabelle nodded and bit on her lower lips nervously.

Izzy let out a frustrated groan while the urge to throttle this stupid cousin of hers rippled through her - it definitely wasn't a bad idea - but that would be after dealing with this figure looming over her.

Without warning, she tried to make a reach for the door but that nuisance of a guard grabbed her .

"Where do you think you're going? " he questioned, a victorious smirk on his lips which didn't last for long.

Out of the corner of her eyes, Izzy saw the other guard who tried to capture Anabelle fall to the ground suddenly and she turned when she felt his grip on her loosen.

Glancing up, she saw the guard press his hand on his temple while staggering and her eyes widened - he's gonna fall.

But before Isabella could make a move, he landed straight on her and brought them both to the ground.

"Oof! " She suffered the impact as he used her as a bolster.

"A-ha " Anabelle jumped and launched a blow in the air " I told you it was going to work "

But Izzy wasn't in the mood for celebration, this unbearable weight was slowly crushing her. She stretched forth her hand towards her cousin,

"A little help here "

No response

"Please? "

And the help came.