Chapter 496
The Princess and the Paupers Novel Full Episode
She looked up, her face filled with shock. âIs that Mr. McMillan?â
The youngest ever CEO of McMillan Corporation and the worldâs richest man? Why would he get
involved with this?
âDidnât you see my fiancée teaching someone a lesson?â
The icyâcold voice shocked Olga; she couldnât believe what she was hearing. What did he mean?
Fiancée? Arabella was Romeoâs fiancée? How could this be possible?
She suddenly felt weak in the knees, almost collapsing on the spot.
Even Attlee, who had rushed over, was extremely shocked and in disbelief. Did he just hear what
Romeo said? Arabella was his fiancée?
âWho were you cursing at just now? Cat got your tongue? Nothing to say now?â Arabella increased her
grip, her body radiating a terrifying aura. Those cold eyes seemed ready to swallow up the joker in
front of her.
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Yolanda was still in shock, not yet able to process the situation. The man had just said Arabella was his
fiancée, and her mom was terrified when calling him Mr. McMillan. Could he be not just a highâranking
officer in McMillan Corporation but the worldâs richest man, Romeo?
No way!
How could the worldâs richest man, Romeo, have a fiancée? And how could that fiancée be Arabella?
What on earth was going on?
It must be a misunderstanding! It must be!
Arabella looked at the joker in front of her coldly and said, âIf you want to play, then letâs play.â
She slapped Yolanda several times. Attlee stood two meters away, watching his daughter get hit
without any resistance, getting more anxious.
âMr. McMillan,â I apologize; the one being hit is my daughter. Could you let me go over there? There
might be some misunderstanding. Iâll go over and mediate.â âYour daughter provoked my fiancée!â
Romeoâs eyes were as cold as ice. âYou didnât educate your daughter well. I havenât even settled the
score with you.â Attlee was now sure that Arabella really was his fiancée. Itâs over; itâs all over. Yolanda
had to provoke Arabella in front of Romeo.
Arabella slapped Yolanda several times, each slap full of force.
Yolanda was seeing stars; Arabellaâs face was splitting into several shadows; the people around her
were blurry.
âArabella!â Olga watched as her daughter got hit until her mouth was bleeding, both cheeks swollen,
her makeup smeared, and her hair a mess. She was heartbroken.
She really wanted to hit Arabella, but now she could only try to persuade her: âWhat are you hitting Yoli
for? Look at her! There are so many people here; let her go.â/ If it had been before, Olga would have
already charged over to fight with Arabella.
But now that Mr. McMillan was standing in front of her, she didnât dare make a move; she could only
swallow her bitterness and plead with Arabella in as polite a tone as possible.
âWhy would I hit her?â Arabella sneered at the ridiculous figure in front of her, âBecause she got what
she deserved!â
âWhat kind of reason is that? Arenât you afraid of being laughed at by the other families?â
There were many influential people standing around.
Olga couldnât help but fan the flames: âWe, the Murphy family, only got the land you wanted. Do you
have to resort to physical violence? Is the founder of QY really so petty?â