The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 607

"Grandpa Phillip, Grandma Shirley, you guys have some coffee." Arabella handed the coffee to Phillip, then passed the water cup to Shirley, her tone soft. "Since Miss Enid insists on me explaining, I'll tell her and clear up her doubts."
Seeing Arabella's attitude, Shirley was all smiles. "Good, you two have a good talk then. We adults won't interfere."
When Enid heard that Shirley wouldn't interfere, she was even more delighted. "Then please, Ms. Bella, explain in detail. We're all ears."
Arabella looked at her, her tone casual. "The reason I can tell this chess set is a fake is because I have the real one!"
With that, everyone was dumbfounded.
This girl's got some nerve, lying so openly in front of so many people?
They all knew how valuable this chess set was.
They all knew about the previous collector, Mr. Eugene, his rotten temper, his arrogance. Even if Shirley herself offered to buy it at a high price, he might disagree.
Arabella was just a young girl. What abilities did she have, and what resources, to make Mr. Eugene sell the chess set to her?
Enid looked at Arabella, her eyes full of disdain. "Do you know how much this chess set costs?"
Looking at her clothes, none of them branded, it was apparent she couldn't afford this chess set!
"My chess set can't be fake! If you say you have the real one, bring it out for everyone to see!"
Just then, Arabella's phone vibrated a few times. Perfect timing!
"Alright, I'll go get it now." Arabella stood up and walked to the door.
Her subordinate handed her a box that looked incredibly valuable. He was puzzled. "Why are you so desperate for this? Is it just to impress the McMillian family people? You've changed!"
What magic had Romeo cast on her to make such a money-lover willingly give away such a valuable thing.
What's more, he had to deliver it within ten minutes.
He was almost speeding to avoid getting a ticket.
"Go." Arabella took the box and walked back without even a glance at him.
Her subordinate watched her cold back, his heart aching. He felt that she didn't like him anymore, didn't care how fast he was driving, whether he was tired, whether he was thirsty, just told him to leave.
"Young people these days don't even feel ashamed to lie." Mr. Winters shook his head with a grin in the living room, obviously questioning Arabella's character. "The real thing can't be with her."
He was waiting to see what she could bring out!
After a while.
Arabella walked in with a beautifully crafted box. When Phillip saw the box, he was almost sure that Arabella had the real thing!
Mr. Winters also couldn't believe his eyes when he saw the box, his gaze frozen in disbelief.