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.

Grace was still there, receiving an IV treatment. Her eyes were closed,

in a room, bathed in sunlight streaming through the curtains. The

turned to find a surprised Olga and Attlee standing there. They had received a call from the hospital, alerting them that Grannie Grace’s VIP room was about to expire, prompting them to

was the first to regain her composure and wasted no time in questioning Arabella, “What are you doing here? Haven’t you gone back to your biological parents? You can’t seriously be thinking

what’s going on? Didn’t you go

conclusions about Arabella’s motives, “I bet she never really left! She probably heard about the harsh living) conditions at home on her

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

observed her once–close family members now showing their true colors and couldn’t help

slightly.

buy her

a bank card out of his pocket. “Here’s a hundred thousand dollars. Take it. The

“Why are you

be quiet. If they didn’t give Arabella

was getting a large sum of

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

tried to shove the bank card into her hand, but

and deceive her? Dream on!” Olga never thought Arabella would be so difficult. “Let me tell you,

said word by word, “I might consider

The girl’s first word was one billion,

bank isn’t as fast as robbing you guys.”

never imagining the girl would be so cunning, “I won’t

bank card back, “If you don’t leave, I’ll