The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 1934

Fairfield Manor.

Phillip glanced at his watch; it was nearly seven o'clock. Here he was again, standing at the front gate, craning his neck in anticipation, but the one he was waiting for was nowhere to be seen.

Why hasn't Bella arrived yet.

"Mr. Phillip, you might want to head inside. It's quite chilly out here." Brodie suggested with a smile, standing nearby. "As soon as Romeo's car arrives, I'll come and let you know."

"I'll wait a bit longer." Phillip stood for another ten minutes, but still no sign of Arabella. He muttered to himself, "Wonder if they've even set off yet."

He couldn't just text Romeo. He didn't want the Collins family to think they were being rushed.

But oh, how he longed to see Bella.

It had been such a long time since she last visited.

"Still not here?"

At that moment, Shirley stepped forward to drape a coat over Phillip, following his gaze into the empty street. Not a car in sight.

"Your hands are a bit cold, aren't they?" Phillip turned and took Shirley's hands into his, noticing the chill. "You go on inside. I'll let you know when they arrive."

"It's alright, I'm not cold."

"Well, let me warm them up for you." Phillip held her hands, tucking them into his pockets.

Back in the living room.

A young heiress, bored of scrolling through her smartphone, complained, "She's not even a member of the McMillian family and she's already pulling rank, making all of us wait on her. If she gets any more comfortable, her head will be in the clouds."