The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1924

"Man, | was just scratching the surface with my thoughts. If it wasn't for Ms. Collins's sharp wit, | would've been led by the nose by

Mrs. Beverly Collins," the head of the bodyguard was in awe of Arabella's smarts.

"Thing is, Beverly's always been a piece of work. You've been with the Collins family for years, have you ever seen her break a

sweat?" Arabella's gaze shifted to the head of the bodyguard standing before her.

He shook his head. Mrs. Beverly Collins seemed to always carry herself with a grace that was unflappable, no matter the situation.

"So back there, when the driver dropped a switchblade, her face flickered with panic. It was just too forced." Arabella mused, "If

that driver were really up to no good, she should have been the epitof calm, but her poise ca second too late."

"Ms. Collins, you truly show there's always a bigger fish." The head of the bodyguard was thoroughly impressed, "So this means

the truth from all those years ago is about to cto light."

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Just then, Arabella's phone vibrated. Glancing at the screen, she announced, "I'm off to pick up Romeo."

"Romeo's really coming over for dinner?" David seemed surprised. That guy really didn't see himself as an outsider, "Hey sis, you

haven't touched the pastries | brought you."

Quick as a flash, David grabbed one and hurried over, popping it into his sister's mouth.

Arabella chewed on the treat while sipping her coffee, sauntering leisurely towards the front door.

Suddenly, she felt two pairs of eyes drilling into her back. Her instincts told her they were coming from the floor-to-ceiling windows

of the main house.

With a subtle lift of her lips, she continued towards the door, her stride unbroken.

Romeo was already there. Today, he was donned in a sleek black coat that accentuated his tall frame. His hair was cropped short,

giving him a dashing look, his handsfeatures even more striking.

Upon seeing Arabella, his entire demeanor softened, and a tender smile spread across his face, warming her like the first days of

spring.

The gatekeeper buzzed the door open, and as Romeo stepped through, he wrapped Arabella in a gentle embrace, his eyes

brimming with happiness, "Grandma and grandpa said after we have dinner here, | should bring you over. They're eager to have a

meal with you. | told them you'd be stuffed, but they insisted you could just join for the fun; they're dying to meet you."

He gazed into her eyes, his voice soft, "I've been hearing about it non-stop these past few days; | almost can recite every single

word they said."

Arabella chuckled, "Is it them who wantover, or is it you?"

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"Of course, | want you there too." Romeo affectionately tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, "If you're there, this year will be

the happiest, most fulfilling, and most wonderful New Year I've ever had."

"They would be sad to hear that. Before you cinto my life, they were the ones you spent New Year with."

"Having you with us would make them feel the sway. It would be the happiest, most satisfying, and most joyous New Year for

them too. You're incredibly important to us, and we already see you as part of the family."

With that, Romeo noticed the coffee in her hand, "What are you drinking? Lethold that."

He took the latte in one hand and intertwined his fingers with hers in the other, walking towards the main house.

"Hans said the chef just whipped it up. You should try it."

Romeo took a sip, "It's good."