The Princess and the Paupers

Chapter 568

In the car, Romeo was incessantly checking his phone, finally getting the text he’d been waiting for.

Just a simple message: All is well. Accompanied by a photo of her dorm room.

But the first thing Romeo noticed was her slender figure, reflected on the glass door as she took the photo.

She looked stunning.

As he was about to reply, there was a knock on the car window.

“Romeo,” Serena was standing outside the car, smiling sweetly, “It’s stuffy in the car. Why don’t you come out for some fresh air?”

Ignoring her, Romeo went back to his text. Serena knocked on the window again.

“You must be bored all alone in the car. No one to chat with. All the drivers are helping my sister move her stuff: Mom and Dad aren’t here either. We’ve got nothing to do, so why not grab a coffee at a nearby café and wait? Romeo, are you even listening?”

She deliberately pressed her chest against the car window, trying to get Romeo’s attention. But he didn’t even glance at her, focusing on his phone as if she didn’t

exist.

Feeling embarrassed and frustrated, Serena looked to Martha in the other car for encouragement.

“Romeo, I don’t mean anything by it. We grew up together; can’t we even have a cup of coffee now? What could I possibly do to you with all these people around?” “I’m engaged,” Romeo said coldly without looking up from his phone, “keep your distance.”

Upon hearing this, Serena put on a pitiful look.

“Do you really prefer the icy and rude ones?”

could finish, Romeo shot her a

truth! Arabella was indeed cold and had a knack for rubbing people the wrong way. She wasn’t defaming anyone!

wanted to invite you for a coffee, but if you’d rather stay in the car, I can join you.” Serena said in a soft and wronged tone, “Is

yourself.” Romeo’s gaze turned icy. “You’re not

“Romeo.”

if you have plastic surgery to look like her, I wouldn’t give you a

been humiliated like this. She stood there, embarrassed

and selfish people, and people who think too highly

lip, holding

you keep pushing, your cushy life as

ran back to her car and burst into

could he say that about me? I’m not fake; I’m not selfish; I’m not self–centered.” Serena sobbed inconsolably in Martha’s arms, feeling wronged. “What does Arabella have that I don’t? Just because he’s a billionaire, does that make him so great? His words

arrogant. Winning his heart isn’t easy. Otherwise, every good–looking girl in the world could be

what’s so great about Arabella? She just plays the piano, slacks

women who are cold and indifferent. It’s their desire to conquer. It’s not

Martha’s explanation, Serena finally stopped

enough. You should have cried in front of him; that way he would feel awkward and guilty for bullying a girl.

I have to go again?” Serena really didn’t want to make a fool of herself again. Romeo’s réaction was terrifying. If she went again, he’d probably

“Let him know you truly like him!

status.”

thought, Serena finally got out of

!

knocked on Romeo’s car window and said softly, “Romeo, I’m sorry I was wrong. Please don’t

out.”

tone, “Could you get out of the

at me.”