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

a message. They’re demanding our territory within three days, or they’ll

“Ha.” Quite audacious.

a place outside the jurisdiction of three countries. From the sky, it

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

herbs, some natural, some planted by Arabella. It was

desperate move, keen to claim the

had just returned home and couldn’t personally go to the triangular zone.

hugged

got to hang up.”

was

didn’t expect him to

been sitting there watching, feeling wronged and

so