The Princess and the Paupers

Chapter 521

“Give it a whirl,” Arabella whipped out a massager and put it on Grace’s shoulders.

In no time, Grace closed her eyes in comfort, “This thing is amazing! Where did you get it? Bet it cost pretty penny.”

She’d bought a few massagers through her friends before, expensive but not too effective. However, this one felt great, so it must’ve cost a bomb. She always felt guilty making Arabella spend money.

“Not that pricey,” Arabella set it to a hand massage mode, watching her tenderly.

Grace relaxed and said, “My neck has been killing me for the past few days. I had trouble sleeping. Your gift couldn’t have come at a better time!” Arabella frowned at this, and she addressed her concern, “Why didn’t you tell me you weren’t feeling well?”

“I can’t bother you with every little thing,” Grace started, but Arabella’s slender fingers were already on her arm.

Thankfully, it wasn’t a pathological sleep disorder.

Grace grinned, “I’m getting older, my body is going downhill, a bit of pain here and there is very normal at this age. You’re so sweet, I’m touched. Now I can get a good night’s sleep.”

“From now on, let me know if you’re not feeling well. Don’t worry about bothering me,” Arabella finished, she showed her how to operate the massager again, “This is the remote, there are different modes.”

After explaining, she sent a video to her phone, “In case you forget, I made a video of how to use it. Just watch it if you forget the procedure.”

“You’re such a sweetheart!” Grace looked at her, moved.

“Also,” Arabella pulled out a sachet from the gift bag, “Hang this by your bed, it’ll help you sleep.”

Grace took the sachet and admired it, “Your handiwork is getting better and better. The swan is so lifelike.”

“All thanks to your teaching.”

the sachet by the bed, there was a faint medicinal

aramis can be used for massage, let me give it a shot.”

Grace quickly

who else

just my granddaughter

not still

opened the aramis, and was about to put it on her

can let

try it, it’ll feel great!” Arabella put the aramis

old lady laughed like a blooming flower, “It tickles, really

but laugh, “See, didn’t I tell you, it

couldn’t stop

in there for you to check out,” Arabella said, still massaging her feet.

you prepare, you little rascal!” Grace kept pulling gifts out of the box, including a whole set of coffee brewing tools, high–end coffee beans, knee pads, steam

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odd scarf

though it was made by someone who wasn’t very good at knitting, certainly not Arabella. With her skills, she couldn’t possibly make something like that, but it didn’t look store–bought

calmly explained, “It’s a hot trend this year, designed by a very unique

didn’t question further and happily accepted

“Also, there’s cake.”

scanning the room, “The

there was

puzzled until she saw the person who walked in and

Alberto Rollins.

had made him calmer and steadier, with less