The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1344

Chapter 1344

Standing by Rose's side were her three friends, poised and ready to show Arabella what they were made of.

"I've got three friends here," Rose boasted with a proud tilt of her head. "One's a black belt in Taekwondo, another's a champ in

kickboxing, and the last one's an MMA fighter."

“And what?" Arabella’s lips curled into a cold smirk. "You think you're skind of saint, expecting people to bow and scrape? If

you're going to throw down, just get on with it. Why all the big talk?"

Rose was taken aback by Arabella's brazenness. "Novia, Polly, Antonia, let's show her smanners!"

The trio, with their fancy but ineffective moves, were swiftly laid out on the ground by Arabella, whimpering in pain.

Rose couldn't believe her eyes.

Just yesterday, when she got her butt kicked, she thought Arabella was just samateur with a few tricks up her sleeve. She had

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no idea Arabella was this formidable.

“Novia, aren't you a Taekwondo black belt?” Rose stammered, backing away as Arabella advanced. "Polly, didn't you beat up your

own instructor? And Antonia, haven't you won sfighting competitions?"

"Rose, you'd better run.” Novia groaned from the ground, unable to get up. "Didn't you see? Even if the Dawnstar boxing champ

showed up, they wouldn't stand a chance against her."

Hearing this, Rose was dumbfounded.

She had suspected Arabella was strong, but not to this extent.

Antonia and Polly couldn't believe it either. They had walked into a death trap set up by their dear friend Rose.

As soon as Arabella had thrown her first punch, they knew they were outclassed.

Why had Rose thought their half-baked skills could make even a dent in Arabella?

And the expectation to make Arabella bow down to them?

Pure fantasy.

Strangely enough, Arabella hadn't been ruthless. She had simply knocked them down without the intent to seriously hurt them.

If she had wanted to inflict real damage, it would have taken her mere seconds.

But she refrained.

In their pain, Antonia, Polly, and Novia couldn't help but feel a begrudging respect and a quiet gratitude.

But it was too late for Rose to make an escape. Arabella tossed her into the flowerbed, leaving her with scratches on her hands and

face, and a likely sprained back.

Just then, Arabella noticed Arlen finishing his speech in the main hall and making his way upstairs. She quickly followed, bumping

into Eunice.

“What's up?" Eunice's gaze fell on her.

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"It looks like Arlen's heading to his room."

"So?" Eunice was puzzled.

"I knocked out two bodyguards. They're in there," Arabella admitted, nodding. One was in the bathroom, whose uniform she had

donned to blend in. The other was by the study door.

Eunice didn't expect her niece to be so fierce and immediately stepped forward to intercept.

Arlen, accompanied by Calvin and Bess, was about to ascend the staircase when Eunice's voice rang out.

“Arlen, | need a word with you."

Arlen turned, his face the picture of benevolence. "Ah, Eunice, what is it? Can it wait? | need to change my clothes."

But as Arlen confirmed his intention to head to his room, Eunice blurted out, "It's about Alexander."

Not just Arlen, but also Calvin and Bess’ eyes flickered with a shadow of something dark and indecipherable.