The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 1640

The crowd roared with excitement as Horace squeezed his way to the edge and glanced back. The fighter was down, and he knew the boss had roughed it out in that cruel region before, able to handle these backstreet brawlers with ease.

“Boss, I swear I'll come back for you!” Horace led them away first.

Arabella, now free from worries, floored the fighter and swiftly locked the cage door behind her as she made her exit.

A gunshot suddenly echoed through the arena. A lot of audience realized till then danger had descended and scrambled to the sides.

Zebulon, flanked by a slew of henchmen, had Arabella cornered. “You think you can wreck my joint?”

Arabella, facing the armed crowd, her eyes turning icy, retorted, “What, I need to write you a permission slip?”

“You’re in over your head!” With a wave of Zebulon's hand, his goons opened fire.

Arabella quickly subdued one of them, using the man as a human shield and seizing his weapon to return fire.

In the VIP room.

Steward reported with guilt, “Mr. Collins, Sam slipped away in the chaos, and I lost sight of Felix too. It’s that girl’s fault.”

As he spoke, his gaze fell to the lone girl below. Her movements were lightning-fast, and Zebulon's dozens of men couldn’t lay a finger on her.

Felix loved the thrill of the fight, so Sean had deliberately jacked up the price to a cool million bucks to lure him out.

And sure enough, when Sam reported his arrival, that girl had dashed to rescue the kid in the cage, and her crew had managed to snatch the kid's mother too. Perhaps sensing danger, he had vanished in the chaos, and Sam had fled also.