The Princess and the Paupers

Chapter 72

On her way home after meeting Dylan, Arabella suddenly received a call. Recognizing the familiar number on the screen, she hit the button on her steering wheel to hang up

But Attlee was persistent, calling again and again.

“What do you want?” Finally, Arabella picked up, her tone laced with irritation,

“Bella. I’ll cut to the chase. I saw you having dinner with the head honcho of Allbara Investment Group tonight. Are you two acquainted?”

“What’s it to you?” Arabella was surprised that he called to ask such a trivial question and was about to hang up.”

“Bella, straight up, is Dylan into you? Is he wooing you?”

Arabella was speechless.

to marry into a rich family, you’ve got to have some dough too, right?” Arabella’s

But I could have your back; imagine how it sounds: the richest man in

“What do

touch with Dylan, arrange a meeting, and facilitate our

“No can do.”

Arabella was about to hang up, she heard him pleading. “Bella, I raised you for eighteen years! Are you really

coldly, “I don’t know where you get off telling me this. My grandma raised me, not you. Have you ever contributed a dime to me in these years? Have you

was sent to learn various things from a bunch of old guys. Her so–called parents never noticed how she spent her holidays! It’s easy to guess how often

making money; I had no choice.”

she couldn’t be bothered

Attlee’s depressed look after he hung up and

you didn’t listen, and now she doesn’t want to help us! Attlee sighed, unsure what to do

The VIP ward must have been arranged by the Panter family. Let’s invite the Panter family out for dinner tomorrow night and explain our situation to them.