The Princess and the Paupers

Chapter 297

The auction, in the south side of the city.

Arabella had passed the verification and brought Jack to private booth number 3. Soon after, their whereabouts were reported to the boss of Mafia Wolf.

“Boss, the guys from Mafia Flame are here! Didn’t expect them to have the guts to step onto our turf. It’s just what you wanted.”

“Ever been to school?” Keith took a deep drag on his cigarette and slowly blew it in his face, “You seem to know your idioms.”

“Heh, boss, you’re too kind, I did go to primary school for a few years.” His underling chuckled nervously.

But before he could finish, Keith stubbed his cigarette out hard on his head, “I never went to school, and I hate it when people show off their knowledge in front of me!”

“Ah.” His underling trembled in pain but dared not resist, he knelt down and begged for mercy, “Boss, you’ve got it wrong, I’m not educated, I’m only fit to be your ashtray.”

Keith smirked coldly, “Does it hurt?”

“N–no, not at all, thanks to you Keith for waking me up, I feel refreshed now!”

“Hmph.” Keith released his grip and let him go.

“Boss, should we surround them? Take them down in one fell swoop?”

“No rush.” Keith lit another slim cigarette, took a puff, “Wait until they win the bid.”

Before killing them, might as well make a quick buck.

“Understood.”

As his underling was about to leave, Keith called him back, “How many of them are there?”

“Just two. One is male. One could be female.”

Could be?

“You can’t even tell the difference between a man and a woman?”

Seemed like he put out his cigarette in the wrong place earlier.

He shouldn’t have put it out on his head, but rather on his eyes.

use of having

wits and quickly explained, “The person was wearing a hat and a

tell.”

“Get lost.”

“Yes.”

puffs on his cigarette

They’ve

base? Let’s see if they can get out!

The octagonal stage.

to a booth, there were three floors in total,

only increase by three million, each time you have to add three million!”

is blatantly robbing people!” Arabella crossed her legs casually, sat on the couch, phone in one hand, sipping the lemon water on the table

afraid it’s poisoned?” Jack widened his eyes, seemingly admiring Arabella’s

unfazed, “What poison in this world

point.” With that, Jack also picked up a glass of lemon water and chugged it!

running around with the boss all

lemon water is really good!”

so on. But here, they want you to start at three

“Hmm?”

much money do you have?”

his sincere smile, Arabella stretched out her slender fingers and showed him a

billion? Alright, alright.” Jack drank his lemon water with relief, the pressure in his heart

a while.”

“Subtract a zero.”

joking, right? Is two billion enough to buy the cinnamomum

planning

stealing, not buying on

“Mhm.”

the plan

helpless, his guns and small bombs had already been handed over to the security

I’m not young anymore, for missions like this, you might consider Jones. Jones is

a note

“No.”

Carl spoke respectfully, “Mr. McMillian, the cinnamomum tenuis will appear last. Would you like to rest for

had a cold look in his eyes, emanating a strong

Brodie just called and said her condition is getting worse.”

wouldn’t last much longer.

get the stuff, we’ll go back