The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1783

Ms. Bella's simple words was able to make him quit smoking?

"You haven't told me, why are you so fixated on that island?" Sean wondered.

That island was nothing but overgrown with weeds, yet his sister seemed oddly interested.

"It's because the island is teeming with rare herbs."

Sean was floored by the revelation.

"Take for example the hairyvein agrimony on the island. | used to need a dozen different plants to mimic 80% of its effects, but that

island is full of hairyvein agrimony. No need forto go through all the trouble of concocting it."

"How did you even know that stuff was there?"

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"Sfolks spotted what looked like hairyvein agrimony floating in the sea after that last mega-storm. Investigations later

revealed the island was a goldmine of rare herbs."

Steward's eyes widened in shock, having never imagined that the weeds on that island could be so precious. No wonder Bella was

hell-bent on getting her hands on it.

"Els Island's got this unique climate, perfect for nurturing the most delicate of herbs. | want to buy it and transfer my own garden

there. It'll be a research haven."

Sean had an epiphany. So that was why she was after the island - it had real significance. His sister, a veritable genius in the

medical field, dabbling in research was only natural.

Recalling how he'd tried to make things difficult for her, refusing to let her get the island too easily, even inviting her to his Island

for a 'talk’, hoping to scare her and watch her make a fool of herself.

Steward, too, seemed to recall the stunt, observing Ms. Collins's reaction with a mix of embarrassment and anxiety.

Even though Ms. Collins emerged unscathed that night, with the island's animals bizarrely heeding her every command, it was still

a prank and they feared she might hold a grudge.

"Uh, Sean, we've got plenty of hands in Belloria who could help Ms. Collins with her herb planting!" Steward blurted out, eager to

change the subject.

Sean thought it was a good idea, turning to his sister, "What do you think?"

"Sherbs are fickle; they need constant care. Too heavy or too light a touch and they die. I've already arranged for people to

handle it."

"Sis, do you have sother identity that | don’t know about?"

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Her ease in commanding people, her constant entourage, no ordinary person could boast such skill or influence. Who was she,

really??

"You'll find out in time." Arabella said without boasting or revealing her identity, "Sean, you sure have sunique tastes in pets,

keeping ones that are so different from everyone else."

Sean felt a chill. He was done for.

He shot Steward a look, and Steward felt the ssense of doom, sensing Ms. Bella was about to settle scores. What now? Could

he make an excuse and get out of there in time?! He wasn't about to take the fall for this!!

Then it hit him!! Wiping the sweat from his brow, he blurted out, "Ms. Collins, Sean's got a bunch of islands at his disposal."

"Yeah, yeah!" Sean chimed in, desperate, "Pick any you like; they're yours for the choosing."

Arabella's lips curled into an amused smile, "If you're charging that much for a weed-infested rock, | doubt | could afford the

others."