The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 2030

Arabella wiped her hands and looked down at the person sprawled on the floor with a disdainful sneer, "I thought you had some guts, showing your teeth and claws like that. Turns out you're nothing. Next time before you strut around, weigh yourself up - don't embarrass yourself so easily. You might not care about your reputation, but think about your family."

Harriet bit her lower lip, struggling to her feet.

"Do you need me to give you the McMillian family's number so you can go cry to them? Or perhaps you'd rather tattle to my kin? Pick whichever you like."

Harriet was seething with rage; Arabella's arrogance was too much to bear!

Beside her, Cathy watched with wide-eyed admiration; Bella was badass, so cool!

"Since you're not in the mood to make calls." Arabella pulled a check from her purse and tossed it at Harriet, "Fill it out with whatever you want, consider it compensation for your medical expenses. And while you're at it, maybe get your head checked too."

Harriet clenched her teeth with fury.

"Still here? Want another round?"

At Arabella's words, Harriet turned on her heel and stormed off.

"Arabella, you're amazing!" Cathy sighed admiringly, "She didn't dare make a damn peep."

"Try to be a bit more refined. No need to talk about the gross stuff."

Cathy couldn't help but laugh. Just then, the waiter knocked and brought in their food.

As she finished speaking, Cathy's phone rang. It was Romeo calling. She shot Arabella a look that screamed for help. Had Harriet run straight to him to tattle?

Cathy braced herself and answered on speakerphone, only to hear Romeo's lively voice, "Enjoying the meal?"

Cathy was petrified, "Did Harriet blab about where we were? Romeo, we didn't do anything wrong. Harriet insulted Arabella, said she could buy you two’s affections with money. I told her to leave, but she wouldn't budge and kept hurling insults. Arabella only reacted because she couldn't stand it anymore. It wasn't serious, just a soft slap, like a breeze passing by."

Arabella thought, “A soft slap? Like a breeze?” Harriet's face had clearly swollen, with five distinct finger marks. And the marks on her neck were hard to miss.

"Did the Earwood family give you trouble? I'll take full responsibility; it's not Arabella's fault. If you feel obliged to appease them because of the families' relations, then just punish me," Cathy offered to shoulder the blame.

"I just heard from Carl that you were enjoying some Foreign cuisine and thought I'd join you," Romeo’s casual reply made Cathy's eyes widen in shock. So Harriet hadn't gone to him? That meant she had just spilled the beans for no reason.