The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 429

Chapter 429 

“You really don’t need to work your butt off, I’m loaded.” After saying this, Arabella added, “I’ve got more than enough.“. 

“Bella, listen to me, sweetheart. Money you can’t use should be socked away. Life’s a long haul and there will always be expenses. It’s always good to be prepared.” David added, patting her head with a grin, “I don’t feel worn out at all. Don’t worry about me.” 

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As they stepped through the grand entrance of Reflections Villa, Arabella took notice of David’s dapper outfit. “You look really sharp today,” she commented. 

“Really? You like it, Bella? Then I’ll wear it just for you every day.” 

Arabella was speechless. That was not necessary. 

In the living room. 

When Serena descended the stairs, she casually noticed a plethora of beautifully wrapped snacks on the table and was tempted to rip one open. 

As soon as David walked in and spotted her, he rushed over to stop her, “Hold up, Serena. Those snacks are for Bella.” 

Serena froze, snack in hand. 

David snatched the snack from her and laughed, “Didn’t I buy you a bunch last time? You said you couldn’t finish them and wanted to share with your friends. These ones are for Bella.” 

Serena chuckled awkwardly. “It’s just a snack, you’re too uptight.” 

“You know how hard it is to get this brand.” 

This brand catered exclusively to foreign royalty. Even wealthy individuals couldn’t lay hands on it. Only someone like David could personally secure a few flavors. “Bella, have some cookies. They’re custom–made for the royal family. I heard the princess loves these.” 

Just as David was about to hand Arabella the opened package, Louisa sauntered down the stairs. 

“Cookies have too much sugar. What if Bella breaks out?” As a woman, Louisa knew full well how much girls cared about their appearance. A single pimple would be a major disaster, 

“So, Bella, do you want some?” David offered the other snacks to Arabella as if presenting treasure. 

Louisa glanced over, casually remarking, “You see, you don’t know your own sister well enough. Bella doesn’t actually like these flavors.” 

“Really? Well, how about this? All girls love macarons, right?” David pulled out a box of attractively colored macarons. 

Arabella smiled gently, “You don’t have to go to all this trouble. I’ll like anything you give me.” 

At this, David was over the moon. He scooped up all the snacks from the table into his arms, “Then I’ll take these to your room. You can eat them at your leisure. Let me know which flavors you like and I’ll get more for you.” 

“Thank you, David.” 

David loved it when she called him by his name, her voice soft and sweet. He couldn’t resist asking, “Bella, what did you just call me? I didn’t catch it because of the wind.” 

“David,” Arabella obediently repeated.