My Quick-witted Baby (Arabella and Kenneth)

Chapter 332

Of course, Arabella was aware that what she was doing was going against the natural rules. The

legends of rescuing a person with the other person's life might not be true. She didn't believe in Gods

or ghosts. She only believed in herself.

However, the Mandala poison had extremely high toxicity. When she tested the poison on herself, it

had eroded her valuable blood and the negative effects were very ferocious and menacing. She wasn't

sure about what would happen if she used the poison on herself again.

She didn't know that Tyrone once got the last Mandala flower. He was an academician in Faykarta and

was leading an elite medical R&D team. Now he was telling her in a firm voice that the Mandala poison

would remain in her body and that a person who was intoxicated with this poison could not live for long.

Indeed, this was a deadlock. Between she and Kenneth, only one of them could survive!

Tyrone stood up and said in an indifferent voice, "Think over it."

He directly left after finishing the words.

"Mr. Lucero!" Arabella quickly stepped forward and grasped his sleeve, pleading, "Please don't tell your

brother about this. This is a matter between the two of us. You don't have the right to tell him about

this!"

Tyrone stopped in his tracks. He looked down and fixed his dark, bright eyes on her hand. Her fair

fingers were curling as she was stubbornly using great force to grasp his sleeve.

Right at this moment, they heard some click-clicking sounds of cameras. The next moment, the door Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

was pushed open and a group of journalists swarmed into the pharmacy.

With each holding a camera, they shot this scene crazily. All of them looked quite excited.

Arabella withdrew her hand. She looked up at the journalists who had swarmed into the pharmacy.

Stephany didn't come; instead, a group of journalists came. She could tell that this was Stephany's trick

again at a single thought.

Stephany was really afraid. Probably she wanted to eliminate her when she was still a mystery to

others. Therefore, she set her and Tyrone up in haste.

The journalists scrambled to hand their microphones to them.

"Mrs. Lucero, excuse me, what are you doing with this hunk? You two stayed in the same room alone

and you pulled his sleeve just now. Did you cheat on your husband?"

"Mrs. Lucero, did Mr. Lucero know about this? He pampers you a lot, but did you cheat on him behind

his back?"

"Mrs. Lucero, you were entitled as a talented girl after acupuncturing with a gold needle not long ago,

but soon after that, you were caught cheating on your husband. Have you ever thought of the

consequences?"

"Hey hunk, you look unfamiliar. Are you a Hardgradish? Do you know that Arabella has a husband?"

"Hunk, please say something. Which of you take the initiative? Does Mrs. Lucero take the initiative to

seduce you?"

Tyrone remained calm in the face of these microphones and cameras. There was no expressional

change on his handsome face. He was not surprised; nor was he panicked. He looked indifferent and

aloof.

Nor did Arabella shrink back. She straightened her slender back and looked at those journalists

composedly and silently.

Soon, the clamoring crowd quieted down. They had made interviews for years, but it was the first time

that they met people with such composure.

Arabella and Tyrone looked at them blandly as if they were saying, "We'll watch you quietly and you

can work harder on your show."