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.

Grannie Grace was still there, receiving an IV treatment. Her eyes were closed, and she looked peaceful

fond memory from Arabella’s younger days. She remembered an afternoon when she had seen Grannie Grace napping in a room, bathed

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 rush over after dinner to renew it. Little did they expect to encounter Arabella at the

questioning Arabella, “What are you doing here? Haven’t you gone back to your biological parents? You

was equally taken aback by Arabella’s presence, asking, “Bella, what’s going on? Didn’t you go back

the harsh living) conditions at home on her way back and couldn’t bear it, so she

to intervene, and he reluctantly stepped forward with a forced smile, attempting to resolve

true colors and couldn’t help but feel a sense of amusement, her lips

slightly.

want to buy her

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

Olga was pained at his generosity, “Why are you giving

quiet. If they didn’t give Arabella enough money, how would she agree to leave?

and today she was getting a large sum of money. She

mockery flickered in Arabella’s beautiful eyes as she looked at the 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 end up

the bank card into her hand, but Arabella skillfully avoided

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

she said word by word,

was so angry she nearly fainted. The

bank isn’t as fast as robbing you

clutched her chest, never imagining the girl would be so cunning, “I won’t give you

grabbed the bank card back, “If you don’t leave, I’ll have you thrown out!”