The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 1641

Steward spoke, and Zebulon instantly replied with respect, "Then it's on you and Sean to teach her a lesson."

He then turned to his own men, "Let's go!"

That girl falling into Sean's hands was just her bad luck!

Many of his guys scrambled to their feet, helping each other to make an exit.

Steward watched the girl with the cool demeanor and haughty air, and he couldn't shake the feeling that there was something about her aura that reminded him of Sean. Did she also carry that same dismissive arrogance in her eyes???

"You've messed with Mr. Collins's plans. Are you gonna walk out on your own, or shall my guys escort you?"

"Get on with it; why waste words?" Arabella struck out quickly.

Steward felt the wind knocked out of him. He hadn't expected this girl to be so tough and brazen. Did she not realize she was about to meet her maker?

His crew was nothing like Zebulon's rookie henchmen. Each of them here had been personally trained by him.

Sean stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching Arabella's agile moves, swift as a flash. In no time, the lights in the room suddenly went out. When everyone's eyes adjusted to the darkness, the girl had vanished.

It was Horace who had switched off the power, driving up to whisk her away.

Steward had never been bested by a girl before, and he walked into Room 1 with his tail between his legs, his voice a notch quieter, "Mr. Collins."

Before he could report, Sean spoke lazily, "I saw it."

Steward hung his head, baffled at how skilled the girl was.

"Beaten by a girl. It’s such a shame"