The Princess and the Paupers Novel Full Episode

Chapter 1682

"I don't have the guts to go alone, but with you leading the way, I can face anything with courage."

"So my purpose is to beef you up?"

"That's called strength in numbers, boss! Because you're tough as nails and care about us, no matter

what, you're always the first to jump in and shield us from danger. Now that we've grown up, it's our

turn to protect you."

"Like you did last night?" Arabella teased.

Horace chuckled as he remembered being surrounded by thugs with weapons the night before.

Arabella's lips curved into a beautiful smile, joining in on the laughter.

7 PM. Horace pulled up to the hotel, but instead of opening the car door for Arabella, he stood in front

of it, hemming and hawing, preventing her from getting in.

"Boss." Horace didn't know where to begin, his expression one of troubled hesitation, "Let me go meet

Sean tonight. They don't know who the real buyer is anyway, don't know what you look like. I'll just say

I'm interested in buying the island. I'll go talk to them alone."

"What's wrong?" Arabella sensed something amiss, "Spit it out."

Horace struggled for a bit before deciding to lay his cards on the table. He knew the boss was capable,

that even if he didn't tell her, she would find out anyway.

"They just told me the meeting place, and I found out it's on an island. The island is owned by Sean,

infamously known as 'Beast Island.'"

In Belloria, as long as you had a permit, you could privately own dangerous animals.

"They say the island is home to cheetahs, lions, tigers, you name it. All roaming free."

Meaning once they set foot on the island, there was no guarantee they'd meet Sean. They could very

well be torn to pieces by the beasts first.

"Did you forget where I've been before?" Arabella yanked open the car door and settled into the seat.

She had been injured in the Triangular Zone before, and even when wild beasts approached her,

drawn by the scent of blood and her vulnerable state, she had survived in the end.

"But boss." Horace couldn't help but protest as she got into the car, "There are so many dangerous

animals there, in great numbers, what if."

"If he wants to sell the island, if he wants to make 70 or 80 million dollars off us, he won't just watch his

pets screw up the deal. At most, we get a few scratches, some bruises, a little drama for entertainment.

When it's time to stop, he'll step in."

After all, 70 or 80 million dollars was at stake, not 7 or 8 million.

"Besides, if he's inviting us to the island, doesn't he want to hear why we're so desperate to buy that

island?"

At the very least, he'd spare their lives, but whether they'd get hurt, that was a real possibility. Horace

found the logic sound but was still worried about the boss's safety.

After all, there was only one boss. Even if they didn't die, if the boss was seriously injured, her

subordinates would never stand for it.

"Scared?" Arabella teased.

"Who's scared? If a tiger shows up, I'll let it fill up on me first as long as it doesn't bite you." Horace

said, but then couldn't help but add, "If things go south, you run and find someplace safe to hide."

"You're so skinny; a tiger would swallow you in two bites. By the time I start running, it would already be

in front of me."

"Then should I pick up a few dozen pounds of meat on the way to throw it off?"

Arabella found it amusing.

Sure enough, once they arrived on the island, a tiger was lying in wait, eyeing them hungrily.