The Princess and the Paupers

Chapter 27

“Phillip will be awake tomorrow. For the next month, he needs to avoid overeating. So, no more nutritious soup like today’s,” Arabella said.

“Got it.” Romeo agreed, glancing at the sky, “Let me treat you to dinner.”

“No need. I should head home.”

It was likely around six or seven o’clock now. Arabella took her bag, checked her phone, and sure enough, she had missed two calls from her mom. Arabella quickly returned the call, “Sorry, Mom, I was busy.”

Romeo watched the girl on the phone. Her eyes sparkled, she carried an extraordinary aura, and her voice was soft and enchanting when talking to her family.

“Right, I’m heading home now/Ok, bye.”

After she hung up, Romeo softly said, “Let me drive you home.”

“Just drop me off at Emerald Park. I have a car parked in the underground garage there.”

Emerald Park?

That was a park still under construction; not yet open to the public. Why was her car parked there? And why was she at the Holy Cross Church later? To him, the girl in front of him was like a mystery, hard to see through.

“I need to return these first.” Arabella had borrowed some acupuncture equipment from Caden’s office earlier, and he was on duty today, still in the office. After returning the acupuncture tools, Arabella walked out of the office and passed by Grannie Grace’s room. She couldn’t resist stopping to take a peek inside.

there, receiving an IV treatment.

Arabella’s younger days. She remembered an afternoon when she had seen Grannie Grace napping in a room, bathed in sunlight streaming through the curtains. The old lady’s breathing was calm and even, just like

a call from the hospital, alerting them that Grannie Grace’s

to your biological parents? You can’t seriously be thinking of begging Grace to let you stay in this city or, worse, come live

taken aback by Arabella’s presence, asking, “Bella, what’s

Arabella’s motives, “I bet she never really left! She probably heard about the harsh living) conditions at home on her way back and couldn’t bear it, so she ran back here to

a forced smile, attempting to resolve the situation, “Bella, can we talk? How much money do

and

slightly.

to buy her off?

her silent, Attlee took a bank card out of his pocket. “Here’s a

was pained at his generosity, “Why are you

quiet. If they didn’t give

expensive ruby necklace yesterday, and today she was getting a large sum of money.

bank card in his hand. She remained silent and didn’t react. “What? You think it’s too little?” Olga asked discontentedly, “I advise you to be contént. Otherwise, you might

the bank card into her hand, but Arabella skillfully avoided it.

deceive her? Dream on!” Olga never thought Arabella would be so

billion.” Arabella’s lips curled slightly, she said word by word,

she nearly fainted. The

a bank isn’t as fast as

her chest, never imagining the girl would be so

grabbed the bank card back, “If you don’t