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?”

Romeo shot her a warning

Arabella was indeed cold and had a knack for

the car, I can join you.” Serena said in a soft and wronged

full of yourself.” Romeo’s gaze turned icy. “You’re not even worth mentioning.”

“Romeo.”

you mimic her every word and action, even if you have plastic surgery to look like her, I wouldn’t give you a second

first time Serena had been humiliated like this. She stood

and people who think too highly of themselves, and you are all

lip, holding

cushy life as a rich girl

ran back to her

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 were

easy. Otherwise, every good–looking girl in the

so great about Arabella? She just plays the piano, slacks off at work,

cold and indifferent. It’s their

finally stopped crying and wiped

You should have cried in front of him; that way he would feel awkward

make a fool of herself again. Romeo’s réaction was terrifying. If she went again, he’d probably hit her!

special!” Martha continued, “Let him know you truly like him! Not like other girls who are after his wealth and

status.”

thought, Serena finally got out of

!

Martha’s advice, she bravely knocked on Romeo’s car window and said softly,

out.”

tone, “Could you

at me.”