The Princess and the Paupers

Chapter 701

She felt like she’d been struck by lightning, unable to believe that her idol, the Queen Abby she’d worshiped and desperately wanted to meet, had been by her side all along.

Arabella watched her with amusement. Hadn’t she claimed to have seen it all to be able to handle any surprise?

Well, it didn’t look like she’d quite recovered from this one yet.

Molly was stunned. She thought back to the sketches she’d given Arabella. With just a few strokes, Arabella had always managed to transform them into something even better.

She had noticed that Arabella’s design style was similar to Queen Abby’s, a daring, unique expression.

She had even asked Arabella, in a whisper, whether Queen Abby was a man or a woman and if she was old.

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Back then, Arabella had told her that Queen Abby was a woman and that she wasn’t old. She had even asked Arabella if she’d ever met Queen Abby.

she felt pretty dumb for not realizing that the famous master

Arabella, her life would have

autograph, but as a small–time designer, she’d had no chance of

had no reputation or confidence, and her colleagues didn’t want to be her assistant because they

to embarrass themselves at a

her, giving her the courage and confidence to submit her application at the last

as a designer, not only helping her revise sketches and giving her advice but also

when her work was slandered as plagiarism, Arabella had saved the day by quickly altering the design. Arabella had given her the chance to show in a live stream how she had come up with the 23 styles, boosting her

live stream had reached 1.29 million views. She had taken Arabella’s advice and shown surveillance footage in the stream of Oscar sneaking into Arabella’s

had taught her many design techniques. One night, she had insisted on treating Arabella to a barbecue when Myra sent a gang to cause trouble. Arabella had been injured while protecting her but had still insisted on going to the competition the

Arabella that she was standing here today, representing her country in an international

start or not have helped her, her life could have been completely

and emotion filling her gaze

slightly, thinking, “You dummy, why are