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.”

old building left from the 80s, with no worshippers visiting the weed-infested place. What could a girl like her

a trip to the Holy Cross Church, got some business

knew Arabella had a lot on her plate and didn’t

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

of the Holy Cross Church.

She’s incredibly beautiful, and it would be a

distance, awaiting the appearance of a figure. Suddenly,

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

the car

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

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

soup from

“Yes.”

he drank soup,

be something wrong

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

looked like a little

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

Eighteen?