NovelAppChapter 1067 Arabella was about to make her move when she recognized the man standing before her. It was Mr. Sampson, the sman she had seen earlier.
He had managed to escape from the neighboring balcony, clutching his injured arm. His white shirt was spotted with blood, and a group of seven or eight men were trailing behind him.
Perhaps not expecting to run into Arabella here, Sampson was surprised. The girl wasn't wearing a mask. Her striking features were exposed, and she bore a striking resemblance to his sister.
The group of men quickly lunged at Sampson. Arabella, with her swift and agile movements, stepped in to help.
The auctioneer's voice boomed excitedly from the speakers on the wall, "Nightshade for the first call at 3 million!" Upon hearing this, Arabella turned her gaze to the auctioneer who was gripping his gavel, eager to finalize the sale.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs two men lunged at her with their knives, Arabella kicked their wrists away, swiftly knocking them to the ground.
"Nightshade for the second call at 3 million!" Arabella's eyes darted towards the button next to the couch. Just as she was about to press it, two more men swung their knives at her.
“Nightshade for the third and final call at 3 million, sold! Let's congratulate Mr. Murray for successfully bidding on today's first rare item-- Nightshade! Let's give him a big round of applause!" The camera focused on Mr. Murray, who was smiling and nodding under the spotlight.
Arabella was speechless.
Sampson could see the frustration and disappointment in the girl's eyes. Had she ctonight intending to bid on Nightshade? The next lot was quickly introduced.
Arabella had already taken down four or five men.
Sampson was surprised at the girl's abilities. It seemed that these men were no match for her.
The remaining three or four men, realizing they were outmatched, jumped overboard and swam away.
“Are you alright?” Sampson asked with concern.
Arabella glanced at him, "You've been poisoned." "You mean my wound is poisoned?" “Including your scent. You must have inhaled something. You're weak." Given that this man had stepped in to help them on the deck earlier, Arabella placed her slender fingers on his pulse.
"As | suspected" Sampson was intrigued. He did feel weak, which was why those low-level thugs could seize an opportunity.
At that moment, the door was kicked open revealing a wounded Danny with a dozen of his men.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I apologize, sir. | was foolish to fall for their diversion." Earlier, he had heard a commotion on the balcony. When he arrived, he saw several suspicious men attempting to flee.
He immediately pursued them, leaving his boss alone in the room.
It was only later he realized he had been duped.
Seeing Arabella, he was taken aback. This girl bore an uncanny resemblance to his boss's sister.
However, he didn't forget his duty and quickly apprehended the unconscious thugs on the floor.
“It's a simple hypnotic scent. It needs to be dispersed in the air two hours in advance. You should check who entered your room two hours ago." After saying this, Arabella took out a small spray bottle from her backpack. She sprayed the antidote onto Sampson's wound.
"What are you doing?" Danny bectense.
"The wound is poisoned. This is the antidote." After spraying the antidote, Arabella bandaged Sampson's wound with a white bandage and said, "Giveyour hand."
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