The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 1940

Half an hour later.

All the performances had come to an end, and Jennifer, linking arms with Arabella, beamed at her, "Bella, how about we go watch the fireworks? Your Grandma and Grandpa had them set up just for you."

Arabella's gaze shifted towards Phillip and Shirley, her tone gentle, "Thank you, Grandma and Grandpa."

"I just hope you like them." Phillip helped his wife put on a woolen beanie and a thick coat before they all made their way to the garden.

"It's a bit nippy out here, Bella. Do you have a warmer coat?" A gust of wind made Shirley's neck chill, and she was concerned Arabella might catch a cold.

But in the next second, Romeo draped his overcoat around Arabella's shoulders and meticulously fastened each button, "Wear mine, it'll do."

The black overcoat hung loose on Arabella, accentuating her slender figure even more.

Cathy hadn't expected Arabella to carry off Romeo's overcoat with such a cool vibe.

It seemed like her sister-in-law was a natural clothes horse, the kind who could make even a burlap sack look good.

Romeo, with his arm around Arabella's waist, led her to the garden. No sooner had they found a spot than twenty magnificent fireworks burst overhead simultaneously, the spectacle grand and visually stunning.

Arabella hadn't expected the McMillians to stage such a splendid and dazzling fireworks show for her. With one burst fading, another would bloom instantly, leaving onlookers breathless and visually satiated.

Romeo pulled Arabella closer, shielding her from the chilly breeze.

The fireworks lit up the entire night sky, a riot of colors gradually forming various patterns and finally, the words 'Happy New Year' traced in sparks.

After the show, all the elders wished Arabella a Happy New Year. The warm and cheerful atmosphere stirred a sense of warmth and emotion within her.

"Bella!"