The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 1072

Chapter 1072

With enough practice and a keen sense of hearing, one could even guess the numbers on the dice just by the sound they made inside the cup.

In her quest to beat her grandfather at the game, she practiced relentlessly, gradually increasing the difficulty level. To this day, she could roll ten dice and have them all stand on their ends.

It wasn't trickery or luck that got her this far, but pure skill.

"Miss, would you be interested in joining me for a game?"

"Name your price. As long as you're willing to team up with me, money is no object.”

"Why don't you play with me? Any losses are on me, but we'll split the winnings. You take seventy percent and I take thirty percent.’

Many were vying for a chance to team up with Arabella, some even resorting to arguments.

Seeing his chance, Murray stood up and said, “Miss, may I have a word?"

Arabella followed him out to a small bridge.

“I must confess, Nightshade was bought at a high price not long after I arrived in Watertown.”

The light in Arabella’s eyes turned icy. So, they played her for a fool?

“Let's split the $32 million. I'll take half" suggested Murray earnestly.

But Arabella’s eyes remained cold.

She was here for Nightshade.

Sensing her displeasure, Murray hastily added, "How about I take thirty percent? or, how about I take twenty percent?"

Seeing her expression unchanged, he steeled himself and said, “You take ninety percent. I can't go any lower!“

“Who did you sell it to?” Arabella’s voice was as cold as ice.

"A big shot whose name I cannot reveal. Once he wants something, there's no way we can get it back. But, I can

help you find another Nightshade. I know a guy, who knows a guy, who should have one. Let me contact him, see if he can deliver it tomorrow. If he can, I'll give it to you for free!”

Arabella took out her phone, "Your nurnber""

Murray quickly rattled off his digits.

After noting them down, she dialed his number, "This is mine.”

Murray saved her number immediately, a little in awe. He cautiously asked, “So about our partnership, will you

consider it?"

Arabella sent him a string of bank account numbers, “Transfer ninety percent of the money to my account first.’

Murray was taken aback but quickly agreed, "No problem."

As Arabella prepared to leave, Murray couldn't help but blurt out, "I'll transfer the money shortly. Please give it

some thought. Don't consider anyone else. They're not as reliable as me! Any losses are on me, and we'll split

the winnings. You can get ninety percent!"

Arabella walked off the bridge, ready to leave Watertown, when a group of ten staff members hurriedly stopped her.

“Excuse us, miss, could you wait a moment?"

Arabella raised an eyebrow, were they sore losers, looking to cause trouble?

"I apologize for the inconvenience."

The manager was on the phone, seeking instructions from higher-ups on whether they should let her leave.

Arabella looked coldly at the ten frail staff members, if a fight broke out, they would be at a disadvantage.

But her presence in Watertown had already drawn a lot of attention, any more commotion could attract unwanted company.

She didn't want to bring trouble upon herself, especially if Murray could deliver Nightshade tomorrow, she could return home the day after. There was no need to engage these people and stir up unnecessary trouble.

“How long do I have to wait?” Arabella suddenly asked.

The ten staff members were taken aback. She was more cooperative than they expected, given her icy demeanor.

They underestimated her because of her youth, and they were clearly shaken.

Chapter 1073 "Just a moment,’ the leading staff member said.

“Alright, bring me something to eat and drink.” Arabella strolled onto an empty boat, settled down, and began to appreciate the scenery on the water.

Several resplendent golden buildings reflected on the water, like an enchanting illusion.

The staff were taken aback by her audacity. Wasn't this young lady afraid of the potential danger of staying behind?

Nonetheless, they brought her food and beverages, attending to her diligently.

Meanwhile.

The manager urgently dialed Danny’s number.

"Danny, we've got a big problem! A girl just walked away with 32 million dollars from us. What's more, others started to win as well! We're taking a huge hit tonight!"

"What?" Danny's voice held a note of surprise. "A girl?"

Not a seasoned gambler, but a girl?

"Yes, she looks around seventeen or eighteen, but her dice rolling skills are comparable to yours back in the day!"

"How dare you!" Danny scolded, "Comparing anyone to me? Can she discern the dice by sound, can she roll the dice into a column, can she roll whatever number she wants?"

“She can do all of that!"

"What?" Danny realized that this girl was not ordinary and calmly asked, "Send me the surveillance footage. Let me see."

Soon, the manager sent over the live surveillance video.

Upon seeing the girl's familiar outfit, Danny was shocked. "Mr. Sampson, look."

It was the girl from tonight!

Dressed in casual attire, wearing a baseball cap and a mask, her dice-rolling actions were as smooth as flowing water.

Sampson gazed at the girl, and he said appreciatively, ‘This girl is remarkable."

“Mr. Sampson, have you noticed anything unusual?" Danny focused intently on the video but couldn't see any signs of cheating.

Sampson replied with interest, "I never expected her hands to be capable of saving lives and gambling."

"Mr. Sampson, do you think she’s cheating? At her age, how could she be so skilled?” Danny was still skeptical of the girl's abilities. He scrutinized the screen so hard that he might have drilled a hole in it, but he couldn't find any evidence of cheating.

Sampson dismissed his concerns, “With enough practice, anyone could do it."

"So will we just let her go?"

She just won 32 million dollars from Murray!

It was not thousands or tens of thousands, but 32 million dollars!

Asum that large.

If they didn't investigate.

What if she came back?

"She won fair and square, why shouldn't we let her go?" Sampson said with a grand gesture, "We should not only let her go but also treat her courteously and welcome her back."

"Welcome her back?" Danny was incredulous. With her winning streak, wouldn't they go bankrupt?

“Where is she now?” Sampson asked.

Chapter 1075 [Are you here on business, or just travelling?] Arabella lightly tap the screen with her slender fingers and replied quickly, [I'm near Lidaria. Shall we meet tomorrow?

Upon seeing the response, Louisa was overjoyed and quickly responded, [Absolutely, what time suits you tomorrow?

[Might be in the evening.]

[Fine, I’ll send you the location before you come]

[Okay.]

In an effort to strengthen their bond, Louisa sent her daughter a playful emoji.

A warmth spread through Arabella's heart, and she responded with a similar emoji.

Meanwhile, Dr. Mark held his phone, pondering his message for a long time. Finally, he typed, [Prof, have you had a chance to look at the patient's medical history? I apologize for troubling you with such a trivial matter.]

Upon typing this, he hesitated, knowing how his mentor disliked long-winded individuals.

He restructured his message, cautiously asking, [Prof, are you awake? I'm sorry to bother you this late.]

After considering his words, he felt too formal and deleted the message to rewrite it.

[Prof, about my patient.]

Would it be too abrupt?

It seemed a bit rude.

So, Mark continued to type, delete, and rephrase, never satisfied with his words.

Arabella, fresh from her shower, took the initiative to message him.

Upon receiving the message, Mark was ecstatic, promptly calling Sampson, “Sampson, are you awake? Great news, my mentor is nearby and she's available to consult on Old Mrs. Griffith's case tomorrow afternoon!"

“That's good news.” Sampson asked, “What does she like to eat and drink? I'll have it prepared in advance. How much should I prepare for her consultation fee?"

“I'm not certain about her preferences. As for the consultation fee, my mentor may have her own standards.

Let's wait until she arrives."

Regardless of the cost, as long as their mentor could make a visit, there was hope for Old Mrs. Griffith's recovery!

“I'll pick her up tomorrow.” Mark, overjoyed, messaged Arabella, [I'm extremely grateful that you can spare the time to visit. Whenever you're ready tomorrow, let me know, and I'll come to get you.]

[Okay.]

After responding, Arabella sends a message to Romeo via WhatsApp, summarizing the day's events.

“Are you hurt?"

Romeo was concerned when Arabella mentioned a man being chased into her box at the auction, and how she nonchalantly saved him and knocked out a few goons.

“Will the man you saved today cause you any trouble? Do you need me to send more people to escort you back home?” Romeo asked, worried.

“I'll be fine.” Arabella dismissed his worries, “They're no match for me. Once I'm done tomorrow, I should be able to head home the day after"

“Is that Murray reliable? If he doesn't get the Black Heart from his friend by tommorrow, haw long do you plan to stay there?” Romeo asked again.

“He assured me that he could deliver the Black Heart to me by tomorrow. He seers eager to collaborate with me, so I don’t expect any issues.” Arabella was quite confident in Murray.

“So, you're not going to collaborate with him?"

Arabella chuckled, “Who would be so dumb as to stay and help others make money?"

She thought, “Wasn't it better to make money on your own?"

Romeo laughed lightly, “Then you should rest early and come back soon, I'll be waiting for you at home."

"Okay."

Arabella chatted with Romeo for a while longer before hanging up the phone.