The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 153 Molly was shocked, it's Ms. Bennett, Ms. Bennett is here! 1 Arabella helped Molly up with a poker face, “You okay?” Molly shook her head, tears were coming out of her eyes. Fortunately, Ms. Bennett is here.

Elsewhere, Dean raised a stone aiming for Joey's back. Joey turned around and saw a gentleman in a suit who looked quite young.

Myra cback to see the two people in front of her, but was a little surprised, “Oh, you brought two assistants?” In addition to Dean, who was thin and frail, there was a girl.

“A pretty girl” Myra eyed Arabella’s features and said to her bodyguard, “Anyone fancy her? Feel free to get her. As for this guy, just beat him up.” “You must go.” Molly was terrified. “Leave us alone and get out of here.” These people were crazy. They're capable of anything! Ms. Bennett might be good, but she’s no match for this crowd.

She shielded Molly behind her and casually asked Myra, ‘Did you dump the trash this morning?” “So what if | did?” Myra crossed her arms, not taking this girl seriously at all, “I also ordered the paint to be dumped, what, you want to stand up for Molly?” “Don’t worry about us,” Molly tugged at Arabella’s clothes, pleading in a low voice, “you guys better go, they outnumber us.” Smack! A crisp slap echoed in everyone's ears.

Before anyone could react, another slap landed hard on Myra’s face.

Arabella was quick and ruthless, within a split second, she'd left two clear handprints on Myra’s cheeks.

“How dare you hit me?” Myra couldn't believe it, “Didn’t Molly tell you who | am?!” “Oh, she just said you're a bad person.” Upon hearing this, even Dean couldn't help but chuckle.

“One slap was for Molly, another was for what you owe her mother, and here’s another,” Arabella slapped her again, “for her deceased father, you know what respect is?” “Why are you still staring? Teach her a lesson!” As soon as Molly finished speaking, several bodyguards immediately surrounded Arabella.

Molly had never seen anything like this and stood in front of Arabella, terrified, “This has nothing to do with her, if there's a problem, cat me.” “Arabella, you should go. I'll take care of the rest,” although Dean was scared, he still bravely protected Arabella and whispered to her, “Can you drive? If not, run down the mountain! I'll hold them back!” “No one’s getting away today!” Myra, fuming, pointed at Arabella and gritted her teeth, “I'll keep this woman, | want to torture her slowly!” The bodyguards launched their attacks on Arabella.

However, Arabella either easily dodged their attacks or effortlessly kicked them several meters away without breaking a sweat.

Myra watched as her own bodyguards one by one fell to the ground, until finally no one could stand up, all clutching their stomachs, groaning in pain on the ground.

She looked at Arabella in disbelief, “You're all useless! You can’t even beat up a girl! Get up now!!” The bodyguards were really in too much pain to stand up.

Myra watched as Arabella slowly approached, her heart filled with fear, her feet unconsciously backing away.

“I tell you, I'm the lady of the Cooper family.” “Isn't Molly the lady of the Cooper family?” Arabella raised an eyebrow, “Who the hell are you?” “Molly is just a homeless person! I'm telling you, if you helpdeal with her, | can forgive your wrongs, | can even offer you sbenefits!” Nearby Dean almost laughed out loud, thinking, “Arabella’s fiancé is Romeo! What benefits could Arabella possibly need? Need to take benefits from you?” “Molly, how do you want to handle this?” Arabella’s gaze lazily landed on Molly.

Myra had insulted her late father and tried to harm her and her mother. Molly was so angry she had nowhere to vent. She rushed over and slapped Myra hard several times.

If it weren't for Arabella, she and her mother would have been humiliated today! “Molly, you dare to hit me?” “Yes, I'm hitting you!” Molly slapped her two more times, and her hands were burning. “This morning you had trash dumped on my father’s grave, | let it slide! Now you've had paint dumped on my father’s grave! You're trying to let your people bully us? You evil woman! | want you to kneel and apologize to my father!” “In your dreams!” Molly grabbed Myra forcefully and held her down, but she wouldn't bow her head or even kneel.

“Myra, don’t you feel guilty at all?” Molly shouted.

“Guilty? Why should | feel guilty? All the good stuff was taken by your family back in the day! You're just experiencing what our family felt!” “Did my father ever treat you badly when he was alive? Although the company was managed by him, did he ever give you less dividends every month? Whatever you wanted to invest in, whatever shop you wanted to buy, wasn’t it my father who gave you the money? After my grandfather passed away, he gave you everything you wanted from the shops, houses, cars, etc. that he left us, didn’t he?” “What's the value of all these things? Who doesn’t know the company is where the money’s made? You guys enjoy yourselves there, only giving us this much, and you think you're so great?” Molly thought this person was incorrigible and didn’t want to say any more, “Will you kneel or not?” “I won't kneel, what can you do about it?” Arabella lifted her foot and kicked, Myra immediately knelt down.

Myra was so angry she was grinding her teeth, glaring at Arabella, “You're going to regret this!” “Oh, sorry, | usually don’t remember people who aren't easy on the eyes.” “Apologize to my dad!” Molly was pressing on her head, trying to force her to bow down and apologize. Myra was not having it.

Molly grabbed her hair and forced her to bow down. In the end, they ended up scrapping.

“Ms. Bennett, should we do something?” Seeing them wrestling, Dean couldn't help but ask.

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