The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 171

Chapter 171 

“Zachary.” 

Yolanda tried to say something, but Zachary cut her off: “I gotta hit the john a sec.” After he left, Yolanda felt a bit annoyed. Arabella always popping up like a bad 

penny. 

Just then, some classmates showed up, and Yolanda greeted them cordially, leading them into the private room. 

“Alright folks, today’s feast is on Yoli’s husband–to–be. Pick whatever you fancy to eat and drink, but don’t go wild, we don’t want to leave a bad impression on her man. Don’t make Yoli lose face, Sophie said. 

Everyone nodded in agreement, praising Yolanda’s fiancée, and started gossiping about his family background. 

“His dad’s the richest guy in Golden City.” Yolanda mentioned it casually. 

“Golden City’s top dog? Rolling in money, huh?” 

“No wonder he was considering the ten–million private room earlier, he’s loaded.” 

“What ten–million private room?” 

“You guys probably didn’t know that Yoli’s man was really splashing cash earlier.” Everyone started chattering about Zachary’s generosity and singing Yoli’s praises. Zachary returned from the restroom, and a couple of girls immediately flocked to him. 

“So you’re Yoli’s fiancée!” 

“Please look after Yoli in the future; let me buy you a drink!” 

Zachary was a bit ruffled by Arabella, but he kept his cool, accepting drinks from whoever offered. He gulped them down one after another. 

Yolanda could tell the girls were trying to curry favor with Zachary, but she knew Zachary wasn’t the type to fall for that, so she just chilled out and chatted with others, not letting it bother her. 

Before long, the door to the room was pushed open, and a mischievous guy walked in with a bunch of friends. 

“Oh, it’s Wilson!” Sophie recognized the newcomer and promptly put a bottle of booze on the table in front of him, saying, “You’re late; you’ve got to drink! Everyone else chimed in, “Drink up, Wilson!” 

Wilson scoffed, his gaze passing over everyone and landing on Yolanda. 

He’d heard she’d returned to her birth family, but he hadn’t expected her to have become so elegant. 

She was wearing a strapless dress that day, showcasing her sexy figure: He felt a pang of nostalgia. 

Wilson was the class clown and a bit of a bully because his family was well–off. He dropped out when he was a sophomore in high school and became a minor hooligan, leading a gang of twenty or thirty.