The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 1886

"Alright then, I'll just cut to the chase. You're stunning, you know? I caught a glimpse of you from afar, and I couldn't tear my eyes away. I'd like to get to know you, be friends."

The stranger paused and glanced at Arabella's phone, "Are you FaceTiming your boyfriend? It's vacation time back home and he's still working. Must be some tough gig. If you're willing to take the time to get to know me, maybe even date me, I could offer your boyfriend a job at my company."

"You want my fiancé to work for you?" Arabella's lips curled into a half-smile, "Can you afford him?"

Fiancé?

Afford him?

The man chuckled, "Let me introduce myself."

Raising his voice so the man on the other end of the call could hear, he said, "My name's Joshua Flair, ever heard of the Flair Group? We've got forty-two branches across six countries. I'm the only son. I'll inherit it all one day. Not just one fiancé of yours, but a hundred, a thousand—I could hire them all. But it all depends on whether his skills and talent are worth the salary I'd offer. Of course, for your sake, I wouldn't mind being a little generous, consider it a favor."

Arabella smiled, turning to the person in the video, "Hear that? Someone's trying to poach you, wants you to work for him."

"I'd like to see who this guy is."

Arabella flipped the phone screen around, and Joshua was stunned to see the face of Romeo on the other end!

His mind reeled.

Had he seen wrong?

How could this guy look so much like Romeo?

How could this girl possibly know someone like Romeo, a high-flier in the stratosphere of society?

She had just said Romeo was her fiancé?

Joshua was dumbstruck.

In terms of looks, height, presence, he couldn't hold a candle to Romeo.

As for wealth, he didn't even come close to a fraction of what Romeo had.

Yet there he was, flirting with Romeo's fiancée right in front of him.

"Mr. McMillian, it's all my fault, please give me a chance to make amends." Joshua continued his apologies.

"What's going on?" Sean, from a distance, quickened his pace toward them.

"Sean." Arabella rose from her lounge chair, her smile serene, "Is this your friend?"

Sean glanced at Joshua, "What's up, has he been bothering you?"