The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 1729

Seeing Sean in the flesh, she felt a twinge of fear, but managed to plaster on a calm, collected smile.

"Sean, I’ve long heard of you. May I ask what brings you to my modest home at this late hour?"

"Your place is a dump, huh?" Sean's gaze was less than pleased.

Did she dare to drag his precious sister to this hellhole? Was she looking for trouble?

"Just hand her over," Sean said curtly with no interest in wasting words.

But Rain, still playing dumb, asked, "I'm not sure who you're referring to, Sean?"

"Don't play coy with me." Sean started, but before he could finish, Steward pressed a knife swiftly against Rain's throat.

Sean looked at her coldly. "Do I look like I've got nothing better to do than to watch your little act?"

Rain was a bit terrified. She couldn't believe how fast Steward had moved; she hadn't even seen where the knife had come from.

"Do you want that girl?"

Sean replied with nonchalant ease, "Bring her down."

"She wasn't easy to catch, and you think you can just walk out with her without lifting a finger."

Rain's attempt to negotiate sparked Sean's temper. "Who the hell are you to bargain with me? I could let my man here lift a finger to send you straight to hell first."

"Why do you need her so badly?" Rain persisted, teeth clenched.

"Is it your place to ask?" Sean had no time for this. He lit a cigarette and exhaled slowly. "You've got ten seconds to bring her out, or I'll blow this junkyard sky-high."

Rain knew they had not finished tormenting Arabella. She couldn't give her up so easily.