The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella and Romeo) novel Chapter 69

"Sure."

Romeo let go of her, then started holding her hand.

Outside the hotel, in the BMW

Yolanda and Zachary's eyes were wide open; they couldn't believe that Arabella just finished serving the old man in the hotel, and now she's getting into a luxury car!

This car's license plate looked pretty impressive; who could be inside?

"I didn't expect big sis to be so careless with her own body."

Watching the luxury car drove away, Zachary was pissed to no end. Arabella being with those old men, she might as well give her first time to him!

At least he's young!

Carl drove the car to Arabella's company, but Arabella didn't get off.

Her hand was still being held by Romeo; he wouldn't let go.

"I'm going to be late!"

It's her first day of work, and she wouldn't want to give her employees a bad impression.

But Romeo kept holding her hand and saying, "I'll pick you up after work."

"I have my own car."

"Let Carl drive you back?"

"No need for all that trouble!"

Arabella tried to pull her hand back, but Romeo held her hand tighter.

"I'll take you to work and back."

"No need."

"Or we can drive your own car. There's a thunderstorm these days; it's not safe for you to drive alone."

"I really don't need it!"

"Can I come up and hang out?"

Arabella looked at him helplessly and said, "I'm going to work."

Carl glanced at Mr. McMillan in the rearview mirror; there was actually a hint of a smile on his lips.

Carl doubted his own eyes!

Was this really Mr. McMillan?!

This was too out of character!

He had been with Mr. McMillan since he was eight for fourteen years, and this was the first time he saw Mr. McMillan so attached to a girl!

As soon as Arabella stepped into the company, her phone started vibrating.

"Boss, it's me." The caller was Dylan, head of the Solterra region of Allbara Investment Group. "There are a few more investment projects that want your decision; I'll bring them over tonight for you to have a look, and also this quarter's various reports; I'll bring them all for you to review."

"Sure." Arabella got into the elevator and said, "See you tonight."

Not long after she hung up, her phone vibrated again; it was Grandpa Jarvis.

"Sweetie, how are your biological parents doing?"

"Grandpa Jarvis." Arabella went into her office, made herself a cup of coffee, and said, "They're fine; my biological family is good; what made you call me today?"