The Princess and the Pauper

Chapter 38

Romeo chuckled lightly, “You still haven’t accepted my friend request.”

Hearing him say this, Arabella suddenly remembered that it was indeed the case, “I’ll accept it later.”

She had been so busy today so she had forgotten about it.

Romeo’s voice was soft, like the plucking of guitar strings, “What time should I pick you up tomorrow?”

“Two in the afternoon.”

After all, she had other things to handle.

“Location?”

“Right outside my house.”

“Got it, I’ll be there on time.“/

Just as Arabella was about to hang up, Romeo asked, “Don’t you like chocolate flavored cake?”

Arabella thought, what?

“I noticed you didn’t eat a single bite in the car.“–

Arabella didn’t expect this man to pay such close attention to her preferences, said, “I don’t like

chocolate very much.” Romeo got it, “Then I’ll get you other flavors in the future.”

Arabella was speechless.

“You saved my grandpa, it’s only right that I get you some snacks.”

Arabella said nothing.

“I won’t disturb your rest anymore.” Romeo kindly said, “See you tomorrow, my bride–to–be.”

Arabella kept silent.

Goodnight.”

Romeo thought that Arabella would also say goodnight, but she simply responded and ended the call.

What a unique girl.

Just as Arabella was about to rest after hanging up, her phone vibrated again.

[I don’t care, I need the design draft now, I need to get the factory to work overtime!]

[Such a big order, I must get it!]

Arabella raised an eyebrow, replied, [Who’s the big shot this time?]

Was it her dad again?

[This time it’s a big deal, even bigger than your dad! You could say it’s…]

[Stop the chit–chat.]

Arabella had no mood for his rambling. She realized she was out of stock and remembered today’s

auction. Because of the bidding by bidder number one, those six HeartEase Herbs cost her quite a

bit….

It’s time to make some money..

Arabella: [I’ll start designing now.]

[Brilliant, boss! Finally getting to work! I’ll notify the factory, get them ready!]

Arabella has a few factories, dedicated to producing her clothing and accessories designs. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Even she probably didn’t expect that when she looked up from her work, it was already morning.

Rubbing her sore wrist, she sent the final design draft. The clock was already pointing at half past

seven.

[Boss, if you work this hard every day, you’ll be the richest person in the world! You’ll be richer than

Romeo then!]