The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella and Romeo) novel Chapter 50

The restaurant manager took a glance at the lady beside Romeo, their hands clasped together. Surely, she must be Romeo's girlfriend.

He promptly bowed politely towards her, "Miss, right this way!"

"I'm not his girlfriend."

Seeing their hands intertwined, the manager quickly laughed it off, "No worries, you'll be soon enough! Mr. Romeo has never brought a lady here before, you're the first! Is there any food you can't eat?" "None, but please address me as Arabella."

"Even if you asked me to, I wouldn't dare to call you in such an intimate way..." the manager said with a laugh, then spoke into his walkie talkie, "Hurry, clear the place! ASAP!"

Arabella glanced at Romeo, seemingly asking: Is a meal this serious?

"This is our first date." Romeo led her into the restaurant, hand in hand.

On the other side.

Yolanda, holding onto Zachary's arm, excitedly said, "Zachary, this restaurant is so pricey, yet you brought me here... You're so nice!"

Zachary looked at her tenderly, "You're my fiancee, of course I have to treat you well."

As they reached the restaurant entrance, the greeter apologized while bowing, "I'm sorry, but the restaurant has been booked for the day."

"Booked? I wasn't informed..." Zachary frowned, looking somewhat displeased.

Yolanda gasped at the mention of a private event.

She knew this place was costly, even a simple fruit would cost more than two hundred...

Even if you had the money, you couldn't necessarily get a seat. People like Zachary had to book half a month in advance.

And that was only for a seat in the main hall!

The top-tier private rooms were completely out of reach!

Who could have booked the entire restaurant today?! Too lavish!!

The people who could enter here were all rich or nobility, with Arabella's spending power, she obviously didn't fit in!

Moreover, the restaurant was booked, how could she get in?

"Maybe my sister is trying to find a job here to stay in Summerfield?" Yolanda feigned a sigh, "Zachary, could you help my sister find a job? I'm worried that the rich people here might have ill intentions towards her. She used to be very dignified, if she has to lower herself to stay in Summerfield..."

"Her life is none of our business anymore." Zachary, holding Yolanda's hand, said, "Let's go eat at the restaurant across the street."

"Okay." In order to better observe Arabella's predicament, Yolanda deliberately chose a window-side table so that she could clearly see when Arabella got off work from La Belle Vie.

"Sir, madam, please have a seat."

In this spacious and luxurious private room, one could see the outside scenery.

It's an upscale restaurant at the top of a hill with a ceiling that opened up to give a real view of the night sky.