The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella and Romeo) novel Chapter 1862

"Brilliant idea!" Kenneth had someone to bring over a selection of high-end supplements and beauty products.

Ophelia was even more embarrassed, "Uncle, Auntie. you're really too kind."

"Don't mention it, Ophelia, here is a little something for you." Sean was already holding a gift bag, approaching her with a friendly smile.

Afraid that it would be rude to refuse again, Ophelia accepted his gift with a grateful nod.

"Make sure you visit us again soon, Ophelia. Aunt Louisa will be waiting eagerly, and the whole family welcomes you," Louisa said, walking her out of the main building.

At the right moment, Hans caught his mother's arm and said, "We’ll let you go there. Take care, Ophelia."

"Hans, you're too polite. Stay, Bella."  Ophelia was somewhat reluctant to let Arabella go, the key point being, she didn't want Sean to take her there.

"I've got something to handle suddenly; Sean will walk you out. Take care."

"Alright, no problem. Take care and try to get some rest after," Ophelia responded before turning to leave.

Walking beside Ophelia with a pile of gifts, Sean could feel the seconds dragging by, and Ophelia seemed to quicken her pace.

She hadn't paid attention during her arrival, but now the path to the front gate seemed endlessly far.

"So, you and Bella go way back?" Sean suddenly asked.

"Yeah, we’ve known each other for many years."

"Bella had it rough before, didn't she?"

The question bridged a gap between them, and Ophelia found herself opening up.

"Back in the day, the Murphys, her foster parents, used to neglect her and treated her badly. And after they found Yolanda, Bella became practically invisible."

"That Yolanda, such a manipulative thing, always played the sweet girl in front of their parents but turned into a bully behind their backs... Poor Bella suffered a lot!"

"Bye," Ophelia replied, starting the car and pressing the accelerator.

Her car sped away into the distance.

Sean watched her leave, his heart soaring with joy—he finally had the girl's contact info!

He owed his sister a great deal!

Indeed, his sister was the family's lucky star, the beacon of fortune. Ever since she came into their lives, things seemed to go smoothly...

In his phone, he labeled the contact: Ophelia.

After a pause, he changed it to: Lucky Girl as his sister referred to her. Perfect!

Back inside the living room.