The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 1883

"Oh, dinner parties, family gatherings." Sean recalled, each memory a bitter pill to swallow, the kind that made you want to flip the table in frustration.

"Get some fresh coffee and pastries in here, don't neglect my friend and her brother," Leia said to the servants, her eyes softening as she glanced at Sean.

Suddenly, Arabella remembered something Leia had mentioned before: she had a crush on someone with the last name Collins.

Could it be Sean Collins?

"No need. Just check the clothes, and if all's good, I'm taking my sister home." Sean clearly didn't want to stick around.

A shadow of disappointment crossed Leia's heart as she heard him talking about leaving, but she managed to say gracefully, "Alright, please give me a moment."

She approached the garment Arabella had designed, "I didn't expect the final piece to be this stunning."

Her every gesture was just right, like a gentle breeze in spring.

To her, Arabella's design seemed to transform into a work of art, her gaze filled with admiration as she gently touched the fabric.

It was evident that Arabella had poured her heart not only into the design but also into sourcing the quality materials.

"Not bad, you truly are a genius designer. I made the right choice coming to you," Leia said, turning back to Arabella with a radiant smile.

Her beauty was renowned in this land, captured just once by the press, and it had been the talk of the town for years. Her features, as if sculpted by the divine hand, her skin pale and soft, resembled a porcelain doll.

"Princess Leia, if you are pleased, then we won't impose any longer. C'mon Bella, let's head home," Sean said, eager to leave.

"Please wait," Leia said softly, "If you aren't in a hurry, I wonder if it might be possible for you to stay for coffee? Just the three of us, a little afternoon delight?"

Sean was about to respond when his phone rang. He excused himself, "Sorry, I have to take this call."

"Yeah," Sean replied nonchalantly.

Arabella could almost hear Leia's heart breaking, but her impeccable upbringing wouldn't let her show a hint of her inner turmoil.

With a smile, Leia said, "Alright, someone get Sean the contact details for all the jewelers. Tell them he's a friend of mine and to treat him well."

One of the female bodyguards, knowing of her mistress's affection for Sean, hesitated but complied when Leia urged gently, "Well? Hurry up."

Reluctantly, the bodyguard handed over the contacts to Sean, feeling a pang of unwillingness and sympathy for the Princess.

After all, Leia had harbored feelings for Sean for a long time.

And she didn't expect that Sean had already found someone else so quickly.