The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 79

Phillip had been waiting, but Arabella was a no–show, and he was feeling peckish. 

“Sir.” The butler entered again. 

Phillip McMillian perked up instantly, asking with anticipation, “Has Arabella arved?” 

Where was she? Why can’t he see her? 

He looked outside, only to see the backs of a few bodyguards. 

They stood like a wall and through the gaps between them, he could see a crowd waiting outside. 

Phillip’s spirits dropped immediately 

“Those are some small companies you’ve probably never heard of. They must’ve heard you’re hem resting so they came to pay their respects” 

“I already said I don’t want to see them!” Phillip was irked by these people, “Did Romeo say when he’s coming?” 

was already half past twelve and he was nowhere to be seen! 

“The young master went for lunch with the madam. They’ll come after they finish” 

Brodie saw that Phillip hadn’t touched the delicious food in front of him and couldn’t help but advise, “Sir, why don’t you eat something first? The young master and madam may take a while” 

Those two young folks, nobody knew when they would arrive. 

“Romeo even left me behind to go out for a meal!” Phillip felt neglected, mumbling to himself, “Left me all alone here.” 

Outside. 

Olga, in her ten–centimeter heels, was in pain from standing for so long. 

She was tired and hungry, trying to butter up the emotionless bodyguards, “Gentlemen, we’ve been waiting here for an hour! It’s lunchtime, and the meal prepared for the Sir is getting cold, can we go in and see him?” 

“Madam Mrs. Panter, standing next to her, sneered at the food bag in her hand, “Would Mr. Phillip be eating a lunch of this standard?” 

After saying that, she turned to the bodyguards, “Gentlemen, can we go in now? You must’ve heard of the Panter family. Look at these food boxes we’ve brought, so high–class” 

Indeed, the reputation of the restaurant Mrs. Panter ordered from far exceeded the one Olga chose. 

Seeing that others‘ lunches were better, Olga took out several envelopes she had prepared and pushed them into the guards hands. 

“This is for you guys, we hope you’ll let us in to see the Sir, Olga said with a smile, she didn’t care about dignity anymore, “When we’re better off in the future, we won’t forget you” 

Mrs. Panter, seeing Olga pulling this trick, immediately took out several bank cards from her bag. “Gentlemen, paper envelopes can’t hold much, but our bank cards are different 

“Mrs. Panter, what are you trying to do?” 

“Mrs. Olga, don’t try to cozy up to me, the marriage isn’t set in stone yet!”