The Princess and the Paupers Novel Full Episode

Chapter 1687

Arabella switched her wine glass with his and downed the contents in one swift gulp, "40 million - my

final offer, hoping you'll sell me Els Island."

To Arabella, Els Island was a haven of herbs; to Steward, a wasteland of weeds; to Sean, one of many

forgotten islets until now.

Sean watched her with an amused smile, the wine untouched in his hand, "Give me one good reason

why I should sell it to you," his voice was as light as the breeze.

"You're injured. Last night, I intentionally hit where it hurts. Did you see a doctor for that wound? Did

they tell you it's serious - that you need surgery?"

Sean’s gaze landed on her - she had guessed right. Steward was taken aback. Did this girl have

medical knowledge? How could she possibly know what the doctor said?

"Did the doc tell you that it's bad? That if you keep putting it off, you'll get symptoms like excruciating

pain, dizziness, shortness of breath, to the point where you can't even walk?"

Sean's eyes narrowed, and with a cold chuckle, he sipped his wine, "This is why I must sell to you?"

It was too flimsy a reason.

"I can perform the surgery for you. What your doctors won't dare, I will."

"Who says my doctors won't dare?" Sean raised an eyebrow, a mocking glint in his deep-set eyes.

"If they could, you'd have had it by now. Clearly, they lack the skills, and the risk is too high," Arabella

stated bluntly.\

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Steward was stunned. Had this girl researched Sean's condition beforehand? But those doctors would

never have the nerve to disclose Sean's medical issues. How did she know? And where did she get the

courage to offer Sean surgery?

Sean, however, seemed unfazed as he asked, "Aren't you a bit too arrogant, girl, to question the

competence of world-renowned doctors?"

He found her audacity somewhat familiar. She spoke with utter confidence in her medical abilities, as if

fully believing in her own expertise.

"Countless people have begged our boss for surgery and she’s declined them all. To offer you this for

free, you should consider it a win." Horace blurted out, unable to contain himself, “If it weren’t for the

fact that you’ve got this island, our boss would care less about whether you’d die or not.”

"Watch your tone," Steward always thought Horace, like this girl, was too impudent.

"Did you cough up blood last night?" Arabella suddenly asked.

Sean's gaze fixed on the young woman before him, shocked that once again she was spot-on. Did she

really understand medicine?

Last night, she had known Sam was beyond saving and didn't bother intervening. Now, she was

confident about his symptoms.

Upon hearing the words, Steward glanced at Sean, surprised. Sean had coughed up blood? How had

he not known?

Sean's lips curled into a half-smile, "I don't trust your medical skills."

Just who was this girl that appeared out of nowhere?

"You don't have to sell the island to me today." Arabella said with a smile, "Tonight at midnight, you'll

cough up blood again. At two in the morning, you'll feel breathless, and by three, it'll worsen. You'll call

your world-class doctors. Then you'll know if I'm telling the truth."

Before Horace could process her words, Arabella announced, "Let's go."

Horace was dumbfounded. They were leaving just like that? As he rose to follow his boss, a voice from

the couch stopped them, "Did I say you could leave?"

Steward and his men blocked their exit.

"Sean, you might want to consider if this deal is worth it. I said I could save you, and I'm a hundred

percent certain. If all symptoms align with my prediction tonight, maybe you'll think about cooperating

with me."

"And if you're wrong?"

"You can catch me then." Arabella coolly replied, adding, "Since you know what we look like. In this

country, is there anyone you can't catch?"