The Princess and the Paupers

Chapter 23

Arabella held her phone close to her ear, catching the deep, magnetic voice of the man on the other end.

“My grandpa’s run into a bit of trouble. I need your help.”

Arabella was puzzled. Phillip seemed to be doing fine the day before.

What could have gone wrong?

“Where are you right now?” Romeo’s voice was as low and captivating as a cello, “I’ll come to pick you up.”

“Could you head to the Holy Cross Church in the suburbs then?”

The Holy Cross Church was not far from the mansion, and Arabella could reach in a few minutes if she took the shortcuts.

Romeo was taken aback, “Are you in the suburbs?”

“Mmm.”

Cross Church was an old building left from the 80s, with no worshippers visiting the weed-infested place. What could a girl like her be doing there?

Arabella told Kelly, “I need to make a trip to the Holy Cross

on her plate and didn’t ask

to be done after the shoot, and Arabella, pressed

of the Holy Cross

for a photoshoot? She’s incredibly

of a figure. Suddenly,

stunning vision against the backdrop of the setting sun, turning the church into a picturesque scene. Her flowing dress and waving hair made her appear like a fairy emerging from

stepped out of the car

in the backseat before seating herself next

had some soup that someone brought, and

soup from someone

“Yes.”

Phillip’s condition yesterday. Even if he drank soup, it wouldn’t

must be something wrong with the

me asking, how old are you?” Carl glanced at

looked like a little girl.

Arabella’s tone seemed casual, “I just finished

Eighteen?