The Princess and the Paupers

Chapter 130

Romeo held up a glass of milk to her and said, “How about some milk?”

Arabella didn’t seem interested in drinking. Roméo swapped the milk for a cup of coffee and held it to her lips.

“Will you ever stop?”

Unfazed, Romeo put down the coffee and kept talking: “How about cream of mushroom soup? Or salmon seafood soup?” Arabella was reminded of Jack’s news–a few of their brothers were injured by Group S–and Her brows furrowed in irritation.

Seeing her finish a sandwich, Romeo served her a plate of toasted bread.

Arabella was a bit helpless. “Can you stop stuffing me with food?”

“What can I do to make you not mad?”

not mad.” As soon as Arabella responded, her phone vibrated. She glanced at the caller ID, stood

message. They’re demanding our territory within three days, or they’ll blow us to smithereens.]

“Ha.” Quite audacious.

was a place outside the jurisdiction of three countries. From the sky, it looked like a triangle, hence the name “triangular zone.”

and home to countless small gangs and a few larger organizations; Arabella’s

full of rare herbs, some natural, some

S’s threat today was undoubtedly a desperate move, keen to claim the land for

just returned home and couldn’t personally

then, Romeo hugged her from

to

was deep and captivating.

eating?” Arabella didn’t expect him to be so

had been sitting there watching, feeling

that Romeo, usually so aloof, would stoop