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.”

with no worshippers visiting the weed-infested place. What could a girl like

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

lot on her plate and didn’t ask further, “I’ll send your stuff over

a whole workflow to be done after the shoot, and Arabella, pressed for time, simply

the

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

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

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

he stepped out of the car and courteously opened

aura, Arabella glanced briefly at the man in the backseat before seating herself next to him without any pretense.

by Arabella’s presence, replied, “He had some soup that someone brought, and now he’s in surgery.”

soup from someone he

“Yes.”

condition yesterday. Even if he drank soup, it

something wrong with the

don’t mind me asking, how old are you?” Carl glanced at the rearview mirror and asked, “You’re

a little girl.

eighteen.” Arabella’s tone seemed casual, “I just finished my university entrance

Eighteen?