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

need to make a trip to the Holy Cross Church, got

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

whole workflow to be done after the

entrance of the Holy Cross

a photoshoot? She’s incredibly beautiful, and it would be a shame

awaiting the appearance of a figure. Suddenly, Carl exclaimed, “It’s Miss Arabella! I knew it! She must be here for a photoshoot.”

Arabella looked like a 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

he stepped out of the car and courteously opened the door

aura, Arabella glanced briefly at the man in the backseat before seating herself

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

from

“Yes.”

he drank

there must be something wrong with

old are you?” Carl

a little

Arabella’s tone seemed casual, “I

Eighteen?