The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1678

He never saw it coming, that the girl would actually pull the trigger.

"Missed." Arabella pressed the barrel of the gun against Steward's temple once more, "This time, it's for real."

A collective gasp filled the room as everyone instinctively stepped back. They believed that this girl might actually pull the trigger

on Steward.

Horace thought he saw a glimmer of hope. He never expected the boss to turn the tables with such ease. Just when he thought

they could make a clean getaway, someone made a move, charging at Arabella with lightning speed.

"Boss, watch out!" Before Horace could finish his warning, he saw a dashing rogue exchange blows with the boss. Their agility

matched each other's, making the fight seem more thrilling than a Hollywood action flick.

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Steward hadn't expected Sean to cto his rescue. He touched his temple, relieved his life was spared.

Sean's skills were unmatched; few in the world could stand against him! Now, the missy was in for a world of trouble! It was better

to let her learn that there was always a bigger fish. Let's see if she dared to be so bold in the future. Oh, wait, with Sean, there

might not be a future.

Arabella's fist connected with Sean's chest, and she could feel him stagger. Was he injured? Sean hadn't expected such power and

precision from a slip of a girl, especially one so nimble. She was definitely not one’s average girl-next-door.

They clashed again, and soon Sean's strong forearm landed on the girl's back. Arabella stumbled at the hit.

"Boss." Horace could hear the impact. It must've hurt. This damn man, had he never heard of chivalry? To strike his boss in the

back.

Arabella didn't expect this man to actually land a hit on her. She gave a cold smirk and launched another attack. Sean's interest

was piqued, "Who are you, really?"

To escape the Demon Ring unscathed, to be a speed demon on wheels, and to have such fighting skills. Had his girl to be from

sorganization? No ordinary family would have a daughter with such prowess and courage.

"Your worst nightmare," Arabella shot back, landing another kick to his solid abs. Clearly, the man worked out; those were some

serious muscles.

"What's on your mind?" Sean teased with a crooked smile, "Thinking about my abs?"

Everyone was rendered speechless. What just happened? Why did Sean suddenly sound like a thug?!

Arabella didn't miss a beat, striking his chest again, and Sean's face twisted in pain. He hadn't expected her to be so ruthless.

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Meanwhile, Steward and Horace were also trading blows, and the others were scrambling to get to Sam. Arabella tried to help, but

Sean was blocking her way.

In the chaos, a shout rang out, "Sean, Sam's dead!"

All action ceased, and heads turned. Arabella rushed to Sam's side with incredible speed. Steward tried to stop her from touching

the body, but Horace knocked his hand away.

"Our boss knows medicine. What do you know, huh? Step aside!"

Steward had never been humiliated like this by a subordinate, "What does knowing medicine have to do with it? Someone shot

him. Go after them. I'll take him to a doctor."

"He's been shot in the abdomen. It's not a fatal wound, but the bullet was poisoned. He's beyond saving."

Her words left Steward speechless. Even though she was clearly addressing Horace, Steward couldn't help but retort, "Nonsense,

he's still breathing."