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.”

the 80s, with no worshippers visiting the weed-infested

to make a trip to

Kelly knew Arabella had a lot on her plate and didn’t ask further, “I’ll send your stuff over later.”

to be done after the shoot, and

the Holy Cross Church.

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

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

white dress, Arabella looked like a stunning vision against the backdrop of the setting sun, turning the church into a picturesque scene. Her

captivated by her beauty. After a moment, he stepped out of the

at the man in the backseat before seating herself next

“He had some soup that someone brought, and now

it a soup from someone

“Yes.”

he drank soup, it wouldn’t warrant

something wrong

how old are you?” Carl glanced at the rearview mirror and asked, “You’re still in school, right?”

a little girl.

tone seemed casual, “I just

Eighteen?