The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 1873

"Isn't that gross?"

Arabella couldn't help but laugh, "Alright, knock it off, you two. Clark, Sean, you should get some rest. I'm heading upstairs."

As he watched her sister's retreating figure, Clark couldn't help saying, "See? The moment you show up, sis bails!"

Sean: ??? How is that my fault???

The next morning.

Ophelia woke to find herself in a beautiful bed, and the surrounding was unfamiliar yet cozy.

She sat up abruptly. Where was she? How did she end up here??

And her clothes had been changed into pajamas.

She glanced down and, to her horror, realized she was bra-less under the pajamas.

Oh no, what had happened last night? She didn't let someone take advantage of her, did she?!

She remembered the group from last night, and the footsteps that got closer and closer. Had she really been compromised??

Because she hadn't seen all of the Collins family guest rooms, she wasn't sure where she was. She feared she had been kidnapped by those people from the night before and they had done something to her.

With that thought, she intended to get out of bed and leave.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a cellphone on the nightstand. It was her own!

She grabbed it hastily, intending to call for help.

But as the screen unlocked, she saw a message from Bella.

[Morning, you're at my place. Come down for breakfast when you're up.]

This was Bella's house??

She looked around the room again. It was indeed welcoming and stylish.