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?”

Arabella responded, her phone vibrated. She glanced at the caller ID, stood up, and walked away to

territory

“Ha.” Quite audacious.

From the sky, it looked like a triangle, hence the name

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

natural,

S’s threat today was undoubtedly a desperate move, keen to

returned home and couldn’t personally

Romeo hugged

got to

was deep

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

from the start, Serena had been sitting there watching, feeling wronged and angry; she couldn’t even finish

usually so aloof, would stoop so