NovelApp"This is what's called ‘All's fair in love and war’," Arabella smiled, tossing Sean's own words back at him.
Sean's smile turned even more devilish, likely not expecting the young lady to be so cunning. With a casual flick of his wrist, his
men stood down, their weapons no longer pointed at them.
"Sean said he'd sellthe island," Arabella stated as she pulled out a contract from her bag and laid it on the hospital tray table.
"I've already drawn up the agreement."
Of course, she had to keep her true identity secret, so the signature on the document was Horace's.
"Now it just needs Sean's signature.”
As she spoke, Arabella placed a check on the tray table, “Here are the five million dollars.”
All duly noted with the date and amount.
"All Sean has to do is write his non the 'pay to the order of' line, and then he can cash it at the bank."
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"Hmm."
Sean couldn't help but chuckle with a playful interest, seemingly surprised that the young lady was so well-prepared. "And what if |
refuse to sign?"
"Then there's no guarantee for your follow-up treatment," Arabella reminded him bluntly, "What if the seventeenth ingredient for
your treatment slips my mind, or if you suffer complications after surgery, or need an additional operation to remove blood clots
from your heart?"
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Steward hadn't anticipated Arabella daring to use the prescription as leverage over Sean. But what really threw them was realizing
that indeed, they had no way to counter her.
"Passthe pen."
Sean maintained a carefree smile, looking more like a tiger toying with a kitten than a man at Arabella's mercy.
Reluctantly, Steward uncapped the pen and handed it to Sean. He watched as Sean swiftly signed his name.
In the next instant, Arabella snatched the contract away.
"Pleasure doing business with you," Arabella said as she turned to leave.
Sean gestured his men to open the door for her, and the whole room observed as Arabella and her entourage left unobstructed.
"Arabella, you're incredible," Horace looked at Arabella with undisguised admiration. "No wonder you said after the surgery, you'd
have a way to getout."
Arabella was the epitof reassurance!
In the hospital room.
"Sean, once she gives us the seventeenth ingredient, | swear I'll bring her back," Steward pledged, anxious to soothe any potential
anger from Sean.
"It's been a while since I've met someone this interesting," Sean reflected, lips curving broadly into a smile. "Don't you think she's
about the sage as Serena, but far more intriguing?"
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"She's nothing like Serena." Steward jumped to Serena's defense.
"No, she's decidedly more fascinating than Serena."
Shortly afterwards, Steward received a phone call and his expressions turned quickly to awkwardness. After a series of beeps
signaled the end of the call, he turned to Sean with a look too complex for words.
"Sean, the caller just informed us there's no seventeenth ingredient. The prescription contains only sixteen."
In other words, they had been played by the young lady!
Sean's smile widened; The young lady really did play by her own rules.
Although she wasn’t his cup of tea, an idea cto him—it wouldn't be bad to have her as a little sister. At the very least, life
would never be dull.
"Sean, do you wantto fetch her back?"
"There's no need," Sean replied, displaying no interest in capturing her, on the contrary, feeling somewhat excited about their next
encounter. He wondered what kind of surprise this young lady would bring him.
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