The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 1770

“I had Carl swing by to pick me up, got a little situation to tidy up at the office. Someone else will fly the jet back," Romeo said, slipping Arabella's hand into the deep pocket of his coat to shield it from the biting cold.

"Alright," Arabella replied, escorting him to the front porch just as Carl's car rolled up to the curb.

"Ms. Bella," Carl greeted her as he stepped out of the car, holding the door open for Romeo.

"Be careful with that arm of yours, don't bump it again," Romeo couldn't help but add another word of caution, "Remember to change the dressing, and don't sleep on it."

"Got it."

"I'll call you when I'm done."

Romeo bent down, planting a gentle kiss on her lips and giving her hair a tender stroke before he climbed into the car and drove away.

As Arabella watched the car disappear into the distance, her phone buzzed—it was a call from her subordinate.

“Boss, when are you planning the annual meeting for Luna Capital that Mr. Rollins left in your hands? Everyone's asking about it.”

The New Year was around the corner, and though he knew his boss was up to her neck in work, there were still reports he needed to deliver.

"I'll check my schedule and get back to you."

Arabella had her hands full with designing dresses for the princess, who was hoping to wear them in the next couple of days, but some materials were still missing.

And there were other matters to attend to.

"Sure thing."

With the call ended, Arabella turned to head inside when she heard her name called out.

"Arabella??"

Sean's surprise and delight were evident in his voice as he stepped out of his car, rushing over to his sister without a care for the wound that might just have stretched.