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.”

an old building left from the 80s, with no worshippers visiting the weed-infested place. What could

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

a lot on her plate and

after the shoot, and Arabella, pressed for time,

entrance of the Holy

wandered, “Is Miss Arabella here for a photoshoot? She’s incredibly beautiful, and it would be a shame

gaze on the distance, awaiting the appearance of a figure. Suddenly, Carl exclaimed, “It’s Miss Arabella! I knew it! She must

dress, Arabella looked like a stunning vision against the backdrop of the setting sun, turning the church into

found himself captivated by her beauty. After a moment, he stepped out of the car and courteously opened the door for her, saying,

glanced briefly at the man in the backseat before seating herself next to him without any pretense. “How is Phillip doing?” she inquired.

still mesmerized by Arabella’s presence, replied, “He had some soup that someone brought, and

from

“Yes.”

yesterday. Even if he drank soup, it wouldn’t warrant surgery.

must be something

me asking, how old are you?” Carl glanced at the rearview mirror and asked,

looked like a little girl.

seemed casual, “I just finished my university

Eighteen?