The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 1899

"Seriously, what if she can't handle it?" Clark retorted, barely able to mask his concern.

"Come on, dude. The skincare stuff Arabella hooked me up with has been like magic for my skin. I could be all glammed up for hours, and not a zit in sight. Sure, if I pull an all-nighter and hit up a barbecue, I might get a spot or two, but a dab of Arabella's miracle cream, and poof! By morning, it's like nothing happened. Makeup still goes on smooth as silk. Arabella's got a treasure trove of secrets, right?" David said.

David grabbed a skewer fresh off the grill and offered it to Arabella, "Here, try this while it's hot."

Arabella reached to take it herself, but David quickly said, "Watch out for the grease, don't mess up your hands. I got it, you just enjoy."

"I can handle it myself," Arabella replied, not accustomed to being fussed over this way.

David took a few more napkins, wrapping the skewer's stick meticulously before handing it over to Arabella.

The guys nearby overheard the conversation about the miraculous skincare and ointment Arabella had provided David.

"I gotta get one for Molly. She's always freaked out about breakouts," Hans suddenly chimed in.

"Count one in for Myrna too."

"And one for Carol."

"Are you guys ragging on me for being single?" Sean blurted out, his face a mix of jest and earnest. "I want one for Ophelia!"

"She's taken," Arabella said nonchalantly, munching on her skewer.

"Well then, I want one for myself!" Sean insisted, not wanting to be left out.

"Ms. Bella. we'd love to get our hands on one too." the servants eyed Arabella with envy, having experienced the wonders of her skincare gifts before.