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?”

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

our territory within

“Ha.” Quite audacious.

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

gangs and a

of rare herbs, some natural, some planted by Arabella. It was worth

move, keen to claim the

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

hugged her

to hang up.”

Romeo’s voice was deep and

Arabella didn’t expect him

sitting there watching, feeling wronged and angry;

usually so