[I've made it to the headquarters, didn't head back home.]
[You and Bella are such career-oriented women, so young and already working yourselves to the bone,] Sean's text carried a hint of
concern.
Ophelia replied with a light-hearted touch, [Work keeps us fulfilled, LOL.]
Seeing her in good spirits, Sean wrote, [You should rest if you're tired, especially after last night's scare, and diving back into work
this morning. You still have that bruise on your forehead. The holidays are coming up, and a client senttwo crates of lychees
and mangoes. | don't have tto eat them all, I'll have someone drop them off for you.]
Ophelia was about to type a refusal.
But then Sean added, [I'm heading abroad soon, no clue when I'll be back. The house is overflowing with fruit, and | can't possibly
finish it. That's the plan for now, I've got to drop Bella off.]
Before Ophelia could organize her thoughts and send a response, she saw Sean's message and simply replied, [Okay.]
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Sean was thrilled, so much so that he didn't notice Arabella's return from the quality inspection.
Arabella glimpsed Sean's chat, noting the nchange to Ophelia with a hint of surprise.
"Sean and Ophelia are moving that quickly? He even changed the nickname?"
Seeing his sister back, Sean quickly pocketed his phone, "Don't tell her. | just changed it on a whim, wasn't sure what to call her. |
remembered you usually call her Ophelia, so..."
Arabella couldn't help but laugh at his embarrassment, "Let's go, we can head to the airport now."
"That soon?" Sean stood up in a hurry, "You've worked hard, Bella. On the plane, | can give you a shoulder massage."
"Your massages? I'll pass."
"It was all a misunderstanding before." Sean quickly followed her, trying to explain.
But in the next moment, Arabella handed him a bag, "For you."
Sean was taken aback, having not expected his sister to find the tfor a gift during her inspection stint.
Opening the bag, he found the coats she'd designed, the ones she had promised to stuff with down feathers.
"The fabric was cut a while ago, just needed the filling, now they're finally ready," Arabella said with a soft smile.
Sean admired the coats, even better than they looked in the designs.
His heart warmed instantly, he slipped off his current coat and donned one of the new long ones, checking his reflection in the
elevator mirror. It looked good, and he felt dashing.
"They haven't been washed yet."
Arabella's concern didn't make him take it off, but rather he replied with gratitude, "They're fresh, cleaner than what I've got on.
They're warm, light, and comfortable, thanks Bella."
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"As long as you like it, Sean."
Seeing his sister's warm smile, Sean felt touched all over again. What kind of angelic sister was she? Her smile so lovely, her
gestures so heartwarming, so endearing.
She outshone that Serena by miles!
After a twelve-hour flight, they landed on the private helipad of Sean's villa.
Descending the stairs, Arabella saw that Sean had even prepared a cargo truck!
In the distance, six different colored trucks stood, their transparent containers a departure from the norm.
Since each of the princess's dresses couldn't be folded, they were meticulously placed in huge wooden crates, and because these
were garments for a princess, the insides of the truck cabins were decorated with countless beautiful balloons, creating a romantic,
cozy atmosphere.
This was also the reason behind the trucks' varying hues.
This time, Arabella had brought six dresses, each occupying its own truck, while she rode with Sean to the castle.