True Heiress Returns to Her Unemployed Rich Family (Arabella) novel Chapter 629

"Alright, just act normal," Florence reassured Naomi, gently wiping her tears. "We've watched you grow up right here in this family. You've always been so precious to us. Of course you're a Hamilton."

Ethan nodded along. "Don't put so much pressure on yourself, Naomi. And please don't overthink it. As long as you want to stay with the Hamiltons, no one is going to make you leave."

"Okay," Naomi replied softly, wiping her eyes before giving a firm nod.

"When is the Autumn Gala this year?" Arabella asked.

Jonathan checked his calendar. "The tenth of next month."

"Today's already the twenty-seventh—so it's right around the corner," Arabella noted.

"Exactly," Florence said, thinking it over. "You girls should start planning your outfits. I'll call a designer tomorrow to have something made for each of you."

"Oh, you really don't have to—"

"Thanks, Mom."

Before Arabella could finish declining, Naomi had already spoken up gratefully.

Arabella smiled slightly. "Yeah, thanks Mom." She decided not to push back further.

"It's getting late," Jonathan said, rising from his chair. "Let's all turn in for the night."

With murmured agreements, everyone headed to their rooms.

After a hot shower, Arabella settled into bed.

"The Autumn Gala of the elite families," she whispered to herself with a faint smile. "Should be interesting."

It said a lot about these old-money circles that such a high-profile event wasn't even whispered about outside their own world.

"No wonder they've all lasted this long," she mused quietly, then picked up her phone and texted Colton. "Look into the four major families in Doranor City."

She already knew plenty about the Hamiltons and the Stewarts—it was the other two she needed background on.

Colton replied almost instantly, "On it."

Satisfied, Arabella put her phone down, turned over, and closed her eyes to sleep.

Meanwhile, in Naomi's room...

"We need to speed this up. It has to be done before the tenth of next month," Naomi typed urgently into her phone.

The reply came after a moment. "I'm on it. Doing my best here."

Naomi's expression darkened. "If it's not done by the tenth, then it's all over—and you can forget about getting paid."

There was a long pause on the other end.

Just as Naomi was starting to think they'd gone silent, her screen finally lit up.

"Just wait. It'll be soon."

Naomi gritted her teeth in frustration. "Useless. Can't even handle something this straightforward."

For a second, she even wondered if she'd made a mistake hiring someone so unreliable.

But she didn't have another option. All she could do now was wait.

After all, getting close to Matthew on her own was out of the question.

That night...

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