The Princess and the Paupers

Phillip had been waiting, but Arabella was a no–show, and he was feeling peckish.

“Sir.” The butler entered again.

Phillip McMillian perked up instantly, asking with anticipation, “Has Arabella arved?”

Where was she? Why can’t he see her?

He looked outside, only to see the backs of a few bodyguards.

They stood like a wall and through the gaps between them, he could see a crowd waiting outside.

Phillip’s spirits dropped immediately

“Those are some small companies you’ve probably never heard of. They must’ve heard you’re hem resting so they came to pay their respects”

was irked by these people, “Did

past twelve and he was nowhere to be

lunch with the madam. They’ll come after they finish”

touched the delicious food in front of him and couldn’t help but advise, “Sir, why don’t you eat something first? The young master and

young folks, nobody knew when they

go out for a meal!” Phillip felt neglected, mumbling to himself, “Left

Outside.

heels, was in pain

waiting here for an hour! It’s lunchtime, and the meal prepared for the Sir

to her, sneered at the food bag in her hand, “Would

in now? You must’ve heard of

reputation of the restaurant Mrs. Panter ordered from far exceeded the one Olga chose.

out several envelopes she had prepared and

Sir, Olga said with a smile, she didn’t care about dignity anymore, “When we’re better off in the future, we

trick, immediately took out several bank cards from her bag. “Gentlemen, paper envelopes can’t hold much, but