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, and she looked peaceful in her sleep.

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,

calling her name, and she 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.

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

asking, “Bella, what’s

heard about the harsh living) conditions at home on her way back and couldn’t bear it, so she ran back here to beg Grace for

urged Attlee to intervene, and he reluctantly stepped forward with a forced smile, attempting to resolve the situation, “Bella, can we talk? How much money

their true colors and couldn’t help but feel a sense

slightly.

to buy her off?

his pocket. “Here’s a hundred thousand dollars. Take it.

generosity, “Why are

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

she was getting a large sum of money. She would leave,

of 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

into her hand, but

want? You want to wait for Grace to wake up and deceive her? Dream on!” Olga never thought Arabella would be so difficult. “Let me tell you,

slightly, she said

must be daydreaming!” Olga was so angry she nearly fainted. The girl’s first word was one billion, “Why don’t you rob a bank?”

a bank isn’t as fast

her chest, never imagining the girl would be so

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