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The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1284
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Chapter 1284 "Since we're after your life, it's impossible for us to get caught in the crossfire,” Arthur smirked confidently. "No matter how many of you there are, if you run into us, you're out of luck." "We'll see who's out of luck, Arabella retorted, her eyes dancing with excitement.

Ten seconds passed.

Twenty seconds passed.

Then half a minute.

Arthur couldn't believe his eyes as he saw Arabella and Gordon untouched.

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How could this be? Weren't they supposed to be affected within five seconds? Arabella smirked, "Didn't the one who sold you these powders tell you who made them?" Of course, they did! The vendor claimed they were personally made by Ms. Aria! There was no way they could be faulty.

Could he have been sold a fake? “Take them down!" As soon as Gordon finished speaking, Bowen and his gang began to resist.

Arabella watched from the sidelines. Spotting someone attempting to sneak attack Gordon, she kicked a fallen tissue box at him, hitting him square in the head.

The man yelped in pain, and Gordon finally realized that Ms. Bella had saved him.

At that moment, Arabella appeared ethereal, like a divine being descended from heaven.

For a moment, he was completely awestruck.

Another man tried to escape through the window, but Arabella swiftly picked up a small knife from the floor and threw it like a dart.

The silver blade whizzed past the man's face and embedded itself into the curtain, causing him to nearly jump out of his skin.

Within less than ten minutes, all of them were apprehended. To prevent them from committing suicide, Gordon ordered their mouths to be gagged.

“Take them to the boss for disposal." When Gordon finished speaking, Arabella interrupted, "It's too late now. Let Uncle Bard and Grandfather rest.

We'll report to them tomorrow." “Understood.” Gordon respectfully accepted the command, "First, let's lock them up." Arthur and his gang were led away.

Bowing slightly, Gordon said, "Ms. Bella, | apologize for the disturbance." "Do | look disturbed?" Gordon laughed. She indeed did not.

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Such a major event would have left any ordinary lady scared witless.

Yet, Ms. Bella looked as calm as ever, as though she didn't care about these people at all.

"Ms. Bella, isn't there something wrong with those white powders? My men and | inhaled quite a bit of it, but nothing happened.” It was truly miraculous.

"Before you guys arrived, | had lit srose incense." Arabella's statement made Gordon realize the faint scent of roses in the air.

So, it was the scent of the roses that saved them.

"How did you know they were going to sprinkle that powder? And how did you know how to counter it?" "lI guessed." If they hadn't sprinkled the powder, the rose scent wouldn't have harmed them anyway. Even if they inhaled a lot, it wouldn't matter.

"You've had a long day too. Go back and rest.” Arabella glanced at the time. It was already past two in the morning.

Half an hour later.

When Arabella cout after her bath, she found that Gordon had cleaned the entire room.