The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 251

Chapter 251 

Maybe it’s because they found her annoying, a bunch of troublemakers, clutching their sticks, started walking towards her. 

“Stay back.” The street vendor waved her hands in panic, her body shaking with terror. 

Arabella tackled these hooligans and kicked a stick on the ground, sending it flying towards one of their heads. 

The other guys who were looking for trouble with the vendor were struck in the stomach or head by several plates that Arabella had kicked their way. 

This only made them angrier, and they directed all their fury at Arabella. 

“Ms. Bennett, do you know who these guys are?” Molly was dragged around by Arabella, one moment she saw several sticks falling at the same time, the next moment she saw countless fists and feet flying their way Molly was so scared that she lost colour in her face. What should they do? 

These guys didn’t say anything they just started beating them. 

Arabella put Molly behind the stall and brought the vendor there too. 

She stood alone in front of the stall, facing the two dozen troublemakers with a cold aura. “Who sent you guys?” 

A group of immature kids came to provoke her? 

Did they have a death wish? 

The two dozen hooligans didn’t answer; they concentrated their strength to deal with her first. 

If they could catch one of them, the other would surely surrender. 

“Who are these guys?” The vendor peeked out from behind the stall, seeing that they had started fighting again. She was scared and retreated, asking Molly anxiously. 

“I have no idea.” Molly peeked at the situation outside the stall; more than twenty people were ganging up on Ms. Bennett; this couldn’t continue! 

“Let’s call the police.” 

“Yes, yes, the police.” 

Both of them took out their phones, their hands shaking, and were about to dial 911. 

Dare call the cops? 

A few of them noticed their actions, threw their phones to the ground, and then tipped over the food cart. The cart pinned them down, and they saw stars in the pain. Several troublemakers deliberately stepped on the cart, applying more pressure. Molly and the vendor were half buried under the cart, and the pain was almost unbearable. 

Seeing that they didn’t have the strength to crawl out, one of them lifted his stick and swung it at Molly. Molly blocked it with her hands. Oh, it hurt so bad. 

“Are you okay, miss?” The vendor was worried. 

Another troublemaker was about to hit her; his raised stick was about to fall. 

Arabella turned around, noticing they were in danger. She quickly dealt with the guys in front of her and rushed over. 

-Another guy was pulling out a knife, aiming for Molly. 

His orders were to seriously injure both of them. 

Arabella quickly took his knife, saw–several sticks coming towards her from the corner of her eye, blocked them with her hand, quickly knocked them down, lifted the cart and rescued them.