The Princess and the Paupers

Chapter 522

At that moment, Arabella shot Alberto a glance, her expression practically shouting: Granny likes it, she thinks you’re really thoughtful.

Alberto grinned, clearly pleased.

“I’m going to go grab the cake, you guys chat,” Arabella washed her hands and took the cake out of the box.

The cake was adorable, a smiling granny surrounded by a ring of peaches with various fruits as decorations, and the words ‘Longevity and Health‘ were written on top.

Alberto had started making that before dawn, under the guidance of a few pastry chefs. Though he wasted quite a bit of ingredients, he finally managed to make a decent–looking cake.

Grace couldn’t figure out who made it. She laughed and asked, “Bella, did you make this? It’s so pretty!”

She knew that her granddaughter was a whizz at baking.

However, Arabella gave a little smile, “I didn’t make it this time.”

She couldn’t pull off something this professional. The cake was filled with Alberto’s feelings for Grace. “Did you light the candles?”

Arabella placed a ‘70‘ candle on the cake, to which Alberto quickly replied, “Let me do it! I have a lighter.” Seeing him pull out a lighter from his pocket, Grace looked surprised, “I didn’t think you smoked?”

“Right.”

Because Grace once mentioned she disliked the smell of smoke, Alberto hadn’t touched a cigarette in decades. He lied calmly, “Bella asked me to get it from downstairs.”

Grace glanced at the brand of the lighter. It wasn’t something he could buy at a regular convenience store.

Catching her look, Alberto quickly added, “But I was afraid they wouldn’t have it downstairs, so I borrowed one from one of my guys.” That cleared up the air, Grace put her doubts aside.

this lighter was specially purchased by Alberto, just so he could personally light the

the

the flickering candlelight, Alberto sneakily glanced at Grace’s radiant face, the face he’d been missing, and finally got

alive, he would see her under the disguise of business dealings,

Grace’s husband passed away, he hadn’t seen Grace alone after attending the

years of her absence from his sight, Grace’s bone–deep elegance made her

wasn’t for Bella’s invitation, he’d have

the birthday

a wish, then

cut the

have a little bit,” Arabella reminded her.

satisfied with just

does it taste?”

Sweet but not cloying,

a bite, then asked with concern, “How have you been

is going to perform surgery

surgeon, you’ll blink,

I sure hope

to full health! Then you can go out more

been bedridden for

feel tired,

until Grace started to feel tired, and Arabella and Alberto

rest of my life,” Alberto patted Arabella’s shoulder, saying. “You’re a good kid, thanks for your encouragement. With this experience, L.can leave this world without regrets.” Alberto laughed, then thought of Attlee and his ilk, his face cooled slightly, “Has that ungrateful son

here a few times, but the nurses chased him away. Sometimes they don’t notice him, but in the end, Granny always kicks him out of

installed surveillance in

her, “I must go to Dawnstar to handle some things,