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

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

but if you’d rather stay in the car, I can join you.” Serena said in a soft and

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

“Romeo.”

you mimic her every word and action, even if you have plastic surgery to

been humiliated like this. She stood there, embarrassed and

and selfish people, and people who think too

her lip,

keep pushing, your cushy life as a

ran back to her car

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

her, saying, “Men like Mr. McMillan are naturally arrogant. Winning his heart isn’t easy. Otherwise, every good–looking girl

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

to women who are cold and indifferent. It’s their

explanation, Serena finally stopped crying and wiped

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

didn’t want to make a fool of herself again. Romeo’s réaction was terrifying. If she

makes you special!” Martha continued, “Let him know you

status.”

finally got out of the

!

advice, she bravely knocked on Romeo’s car window and said softly, “Romeo, I’m sorry I was wrong. Please don’t be mad; just

out.”

and seeing a glimmer of hope, Serena said with a wronged tone, “Could you get out of the car

at me.”