The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 170

Chapter 170 

After snagging his membership card, Zachary spotted Arabella from behind and called out. Sure enough, it was her! 

“What are you doing here?” 

Zachary strode towards her, suddenly remembering the job advertisement at the club entrance. “Are you here for the job interview?” he asked in disbelief. 

Arabella was speechless. 

“Are you strapped for cash?” Zachary asked, noticing her designer outfit. With her spending habits, even a fortune wouldn’t be enough. 

“You’re a spendthrift. Now that you’re not with the Murphy family anymore, you need to tighten your belt.” 

Upon hearing his words, Arabella thought to herself, ‘Is he out of his mind?‘ 

“I’m here for a reunion with Yoli. I just got her a membership.” Zachary raised his card proudly, as if it were a symbol of his wealth. 

Hoping to impress Arabella, he invited her in his most gentlemanly manner: “If you’re free, why not join us?” 

Not bothering to reply, Arabella turned to leave. 

“Hold on.” Zachary was taken aback by her indifference. Even if you’re jealous of Yoli and me, basic manners dictate that you should at least say hello to an acquaintance, don’t you?” 

Arabella shot him a dissatisfied look. “I don’t want to talk to someone like you. Got a problem with that?” 

“I haven’t seen you in a few days, and you’re already this crude. What kind of people have you been around to turn out like this?” Zachary feigned pain. Arabella was incredulous. “Who I hang out with is none of your business. You’re sticking your nose in too far. If you’ve got issues, go see a doctor instead of wandering around.“/ 

Zachary was initially furious, but on second thought, he felt sorry for her. She was probably looking for a job, even if it meant catering to old men, just to make ends 

meet. 

“Do you need help with anything?” he asked. 

Arabella rolled her eyes at him. “Are you nuts?” 

Then she followed a waiter away. 

Watching Arabella walk towards the VIP rooms, Zachary speculated if she was not here to apply for a waitress job but to serve high–profile customers in the VIP 

rooms. 

Suddenly, it all made sense. No wonder she didn’t care about his membership card. She probably had bigger fish to fry! 

That must be it! 

Just then, the door to the VIP room opened, and Yolanda, spotting Zachary standing in the hall looking peeved, asked, “Zachary, have you got your membership? What are you looking at?” 

Following his gaze, she saw a figure resembling Arabella entering a VIP room. 

“Is that my sister? She’s here too?”