The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 52 Her eyes were extra bright under the glow of the fireworks, but upon closer look, she seemed a bit melancholic.

Romeo wanted to take another look, but her melancholy had vanished, just like the fireworks in the sky, leaving no trace behind.

Under the alternating brightness and darkness of the fireworks, Arabella’s beauty was striking. Her aristocratic and icy demeanor was like the radiant moon, incomparable.

“Did you arrange all of this?” Arabella looked up at the fireworks.

“Yes.” Romeo wasn't sure if the aloof Arabella liked all of this, “Do you prefer doctors now, or those who didn’t study medicine?” Arabella found it amusing and deliberately said, “Doctors are better, they're practical and useful.” Was she implying that he wasn't practical and only knew how to prepare useless stuff? After a while, the ceiling slowly closed and the lights in the box gradually brightened.

When the lights in the entire box were fully restored, the violinist nearby lowered her head to give thanks and was about to leave when she accidentally saw Arabella and was taken aback. Wasn't Arabella her half-teacher? Arabella had once taught her some violin knowledge, but never officially took her as a disciple. She didn’t expect to meet her here! Arabella didn’t expect the violinist she had painstakingly taught for half a month to play so terribly...

She had been wondering where they found such a disappointing violinist.

“Do you know her?” Romeo saw Arabella looking at the violinist.

Arabella smiled, “The famous violinist Skyler, who doesn’t know her?” Skyler quickly said, “No, you're exaggerating. | haven't practiced well recently, I'm sorry if | gave you a bad experience.” “Off you go.” Romeo didn’t know what had transpired between them, he held Arabella’s hand without letting go.

Seeing that Arabella had no intention of pursuing the matter, Skyler left and immediately took out her phone, “Teacher, | didn’t know it was you! | was asked to help at the last minute. | thought it was some rich people who didn’t understand music theory that paid me to play around...so | didn't really cafe...” Arabella received her message and simply replied a few words, “Your performance was terrible.” “I'll definitely practice harder.” Arabella put away her phone and didn’t reply, “Let's go.” Sitting across from La Belle Vie, Yolanda was already full, but Arabella hadn't come out yet.

“Yoli, you have a good appetite today, want to eat some more? How about another ice cream?” Zachary didn’t know what she was thinking, he thought, these things were to her taste.

“No need.” Yolanda replied with a smile.

She would vomit if she ate more. If it wasn't for waiting for Arabella to come out, she absolutely wouldn't eat so much! “Not eating anymore? Then let's go? Let's take a walk by the river.” Seeing that it was getting late, Zachary called the waiter to pay the bill and then took Yolanda’s hand and left the restaurant.

Yolanda was a little unsteady and delayed some time. She was a bit regretful that she couldn't witness Zachary seeing Arabella off work.

Just then, the VIP elevator of La Belle Vie across the street suddenly opened, a tall and handsome man walked out side by side with Arabella. Although it was only a few seconds, Yolanda was stunned! Despite the distance, the man’s figure, appearance, and aura completely surpassed Zachary! Although she couldn't see his specific features, Yolanda could tell that the man was very young! She was truly shocked, there were no words to describe her feelings at the moment! Could that man be Arabella’s brother? Arabella came from a poor family, it was very likely that she was working here with her brother! Thinking this way, she felt a little better, but she still couldn't explain the man’s actions, he seemed to be walking out hand in hand with Arabella...

Could she have seen wrong? Would siblings hold hands? She was so far away, and only saw them for a few seconds, she didn’t see the specific situation...

“Yoli, what's wrong?” “No...” Yolanda didn’t dare to say that she saw her sister again, afraid that Zachary would think she was always staring at her sister. But the direction that the man and Arabella were leaving seemed to be towards the exclusive parking lot of La Belle Vie.

“Zachary, | just remembered, there's a dessert shop at the foot of the mountain. | want to pack some desserts for my parents, and also buy some for your parents, how about it?" “There's no need, my parents don't eat sweets at night. If your parents want some, | can buy it for them.” Zachary drove to the foot of the mountain and went in with her.

Yolanda pretended to select desserts, occasionally glancing at the road outside. Coming down from the mountain top, there was only this road, whether Arabella was taking a cab or riding a bike, she would pass this dessert shop.

But Yolanda had been selecting for a long time, waiting for a long time, she didn’t see any vehicles except a luxury car.

Could it be that Arabella was walking? “Miss, is there no dessert in our shop that you like?” The shopkeeper saw Yolanda dressed in brand-name clothes, she had been picking cakes for half an hour and couldn't help but come forward to ask.

“No, | just remembered, my parents went to a charity dinner, there's probably a lot of food there, | won't bring them any.” Yolanda pulled Zachary out of the dessert shop, got in the car, and looked at the rear mirror again, there was really no one in sight. So Arabella really did walk.

Cc At this time, Arabella was sitting in the luxury car that Yolanda had just seen, looking at the man in front of her, “Can you let go now?” He said it was just holding her for a little while, but it went on all night! Not enough? Romeo lightly curved his lips, “What's wrong with holding my fiancée’s hand?” “I'm not your fiancée.” What era is this, there's still this kind of prearranged engagement? The key is that he, as a highly educated modern man, didn't oppose this arranged marriage! It's really strange! “You're already holding my hand, you gonna bail on me now?” Romeo gently grasped her hand, speaking softly, “It's too late now.” Arabella tried to pull her hand back, but he held it tightly, “Don’t move.” His voice was enticing, whispering in her ear, “I'm afraid | might hurt you.” His words fingered in her ear as if they meant something else.

At the villa on the shore Lake. Serena kept glancing at her wristwatch. It was already eight in the evening, why wasn't that country bumpkin back yet? Did she make a fool out of herself at Phillips and now too embarrassed to come home? If that was the case, things were about to get interesting! She could hardly wait to see that hillbilly's awkward face! 1 A bunch of rich girls were surrounding Serena.