The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 1815

"Is he really related to our family?" Arabella asked with a hint of curiosity.

"Related? Sure, but we're talking distant. The guy's been causing trouble under our name for ages. I've been meaning to teach him a lesson; just been too busy to remember, that's all."

Now Arabella understood why Sean had come down so hard on the guy.

The dude was practically asking for it. Deserved a good thumping.

"Mr. McMillian, I'm sorry, please, no more. I swear I won't ever do it again." Otto was no longer full of his earlier arrogance but was on his knees, begging like he was apologizing to a saint.

"Romeo." Arabella's voice cut through the tension.

It was then that Romeo stopped his advance, "You've got ten seconds to get out."

The store manager hit the door switch, and as soon as it was halfway open, Otto scrambled out like a bat out of hell. Daphne, paralyzed with fear and not wanting to catch any collateral damage, followed suit, stumbling out in a less-than-graceful retreat.

The store manager had seen his fair share of drama and coolly called over a couple of employees to come clean up the mess.

"Sean."

As Romeo walked over, Sean tossed him a pack of wet wipes from the counter. Knowing what Romeo was about to say, he pre-empted, "He’s no kin of the Collins family. Do what you will with them."

Romeo nodded, his mind already set.

He'd heard about Otto's shenanigans and this was the perfect opportunity to uproot the whole lot of them, clearing the way for the Collins family.