The Princess and the Paupers Novel Full Episode novel Chapter 1289

Chapter 1289

"I don't have a particular destination in mind, for now."

Besides, Romeo would accompany her. He had just texted her that his private jet had landed at the McMllian Corporation hotel's helipad in Dawnstar, promising to meet her as soon as he was done with work.

Just a while ago, Arabella had warned him to get some rest and come over later in the evening. Otherwise, she wouldn't meet him.

"You should rest at home and scout some tourist spots you'd like to visit. Once you've made up your mind, I will arrange for someone to escort you."

With the behind-the-scenes culprit yet to be unearthed, Bard couldn't spare time to be with his beloved niece.

"Uncle Bard, you don't need to worry about me. I'm grown up now. I can manage on my own."

Arabella chatted with Bard for a bit before hanging up the phone.

She had planned to visit the hospital to check on her grandfather. But as she just started walking, a loud crashing noise echoed from behind her.

Turning around, she saw a massive billboard had fallen, hitting a passerby.

Panic ensued among the onlookers, with screams piercing the air.

The woman hit by the billboard fell unconscious immediately.

Without wasting a second, Arabella rushed to lift the billboard, with a few passersby who had regained their senses joining her.

Glancing at the spot where the billboard was hung, Arabella noticed there was no space for a person to hide.

Could the falling billboard be an accident?

But if someone had planned this, how would they know she would take this route, passing this particular shop?

One of the passersby, a woman, caught Arabella's hand, asking if she was a practitioner. She had heard about its effectiveness in diagnosing diseases through pulse reading and wanted Arabella to help her with her persistent skin itching.

She had taken medicines, but the itching came and went.

Arabella, feeling slightly awkward, checked the woman's pulse and advised her to stop eating cold food, especially raw fish like salmon, and instead have it cooked.

The woman watched Arabella walk away, dumbfounded. She thought back and realized that the itching did get worse whenever she ate raw fish.

She was impressed by Arabella's quick diagnosis.

It seemed like she needed to adjust her diet from now on.