The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 304 In the plush cabin Romeo had Arabella sitting on his lap, gently stroking her soft hair. “How many secrets are you hiding from me?” Arabella sheepishly avoided his gaze. “Not a lot,” she thought, “although more than the fingers on both hands.” “Are you after the cinnamomum tenuis because of my grandma's condition? Romeo asked softly, looking at the girl in his arms.

“Did you know how serious her condition was when you were treating her? That she didn't have much time left?” “Yes” “Why didn’t you tell me sooner? Romeo gazed into her eyes. “Or had you already decided to go to the triangular zone on your own to find the cinnamomum tenuis? Who told you that could save my grandma?” “I read about it in a medical book a long time ago.” Whether it could cure her or not, that would depend on his grandmother's condition.

“The triangular zone is too dangerous. What am | supposed to do if something happens to you?” Romeo couldn't bear to imagine.

“The ones in danger would be others.” Yes.

His girl was a better shot than Carl. She took on the Cooper family’s goons all by herself, taking down over twenty men with ease. The ones in danger were indeed the others.

“And you had the nerve to tell me you were at a company meeting?” Romeo gave her a peck. “How long were you planning to keep this from me if | hadn't run into you?” “I wasn't lying to you.” Arabella said calmly. “I just didn’t want you to worry.” “I'd worry more if you were in danger.” Romeo kissed her lips again. “Promise me, you won't take such risks in the future.” “Okay. Although she agreed verbally, Arabella was thinking, “Just agree to get him off my back.” “Mafia Flame was founded three years ago, how old were you then? Why were you in the triangular zone?” Romeo was puzzled.

“Why did you become the boss of Mafia Flame?” Hearing this, Arabella’s eyes dimmed a little. “It's a long story Three years ago, her grandmother's illness worsened, and she desperately needed a certain herb. That herb only grew on the mountain in the triangular zone. At that time, several gangs were fighting for that mountain. Arabella appeared at the height of their conflict.

Because her grandmother needed that herb and needed to take it for a long time and because that herb only grew in the soil of that mountain, after a series of coincidences, Arabella not only founded Mafia Flame, took over the mountain, but also expanded her own power.

Although she nearly lost her life in the triangular zone on several occasions.

Even though her grandmother's condition got worse again and she needed other medicine.

But luckily, she saved her grandmothers life, and under her leadership, Mafia Flame grew stronger and stronger.

Now with the protection of Mafia C, no one would dare to mess with the two gangs in the triangular zone.

As he listened to her briefly recount her past, Romeo was deeply pained by what she had been through.

She was so young, yet she had already experienced so much hardship.

No wonder she always seemed cold and uninterested in anything.

No one had ever protected her or cared for her since she was a child. She had to rely on herself for everything, which had shaped her independent and strong character.

Her indifference, her resilience, her abilities, were all earned through pain and tears.

Normal girls who hadn't been through the trials of life could never compare to her. She had struggled every step of the way, going through endless darkness and suffering to achieve what she has today.

Romeo's voice was full of heartache, “If | hadn't shown up today, what were you planning to trade with Keith?” Over three billion dollars in cash wasn't easy to come by.

Arabella took a small bottle out of her pocket. “This.” “What is this?” Romeo asked, puzzled.

The antidote to Virus X3.” Arabella said flatly. “Keith was infected with Virus X3. | thought he would agree to exchange the cinnamomum tenuis for this.” After all, everyone wanted to live, everyone cherished their own life.

“So that's why you dared to take the risk?” Romeo suddenly understood. It turned out that she was even smarter and more capable than he thought.

“Yes.” So, from the beginning, Arabella had never planned to use money to exchange for the cinnamomum tenuis with Keith. She had thought of a barter.

“Why do you have the antidote to Virus X3?” Romeo asked softly. “Did you make it yourself?” Arabella lifted her head, as if to ask, how did he know? “There's no medicine that Ms. Aria can't make.” Romeo said with a smile.

Ms. Aria? Who spilled the beans about her identity? “I guess | was right.” Romeo said with a smile. “The gift you gave my grandpa that day.” Arabella suddenly realized.

So, he had suspected her identity since that day, but hadn't said anything? “I had the antidote sent to Mafia C before boarding the plane.” Arabella said calmly.

The bottle in her hand was originally intended to be exchanged with Keith, but now that Keith was dead..

“I was planning to put this in your water when you weren't looking.” Hearing her say that, Romeo's smile grew even more indulgent. “You were worried about me getting infected? You care about me.” “Since you already know who | am, just take it.” Arabella handed over the small bottle. Those who weren't infected would develop antibodies after taking this medicine, and they wouldn't get infected even if they came into contact with the infected later.

“You feed me.” Arabella was silent for a bit.

“Is he pulling my leg again?” she thought.

“I've been missing you these past few days.” Romeo softly whispered into her ear.

Arabella couldn't stand his sweet nothings, so she unscrewed the bottle cap, poured out the pills, and forcefully stuffed them into his mouth.

He chuckled, “Your pills are worth their weight in gold. With so many people in Mafia C, I'd—feel guilty taking so many of your pills.” Each pill could save a life..

The value of that was priceless.

“Take whatever you want,” Romeo said lovingly, gazing at her. “Everything | have is yours.” Arabella didn’t say anything.

“We have seven hours left, you should rest a bit,” Romeo noticed her fatigue.

“Okay.” Arabella had been working non-stop for a long time to help her infected subordinates. Between that and handling other matters, she had barely had a moment to rest.

She snuggled into Romeo's arms like a docile little kitten and soon fell asleep.

Seeing her sound asleep, Romeo gently lifted her and placed her on the bed in the bedroom.

The plane had several bedrooms, and Romeo placed her in the most spacious one. As he was about to cover her with a blanket, he noticed that her phone had fallen out of her pocket and was vibrating.

Someone was calling her, a string of numerical codes displayed on the screen.