The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 85

Chapter 85 

“Do I need to report this to you?” Arabella said with a slight smile, “I heard that you are often not at the company. I wonder if I, as the new head, can ask about it?” Oscar pulled out a chair and sat down smugly across from Arabella, “If I had to personally deal with every single thing in the company. Id probably be drained dry Ms. Bennett, you just took the position, so you might not know just how busy it gets” 

“So where do you usually go when you’re not at the company?” Arabella asked. 

“Doing deals with other bosses, meeting suppliers. Ms. Bennett, are you going to take charge of this too?” Oscar said. 

“Of course.” Arabella smiled, “I need to know the ins and outs of every deal. Otherwise, it might be seen as playing hooky.” 

“Heh,” Oscar chuckled, “So you mean to tell me, Ms. Bennett, that I need to be glued to the office every day?” 

“Not just you, all the employees should be at their posts during working hours!” Arabella said with a laugh. 

Oscar stared at the girl in front of him, then burst into laughter, “Ms. Bennett, as the top brass of the company now, I’ll of course listen to what you have to say 

“if there’s nothing else, il get back to my office” Arabella said. 

“Don’t worry, from now on I’ll be in the company every day, managing it well with you.” Oscar said. 

His tone was especially heavy on the last sentence, as if hinting at something 

Unexpectedly, Arabella took it in stride and laughed, “You better take care of yourself first” 

As he stood up to leave, Arabella looked at his retreating figure, “Oh, I forgot to tell you,” 

Oscar immediately stopped in his tracks. 

Arabella said clearly, “Only I can command my employees.” 

Oscar glanced at Dean standing at the doorway, feeling dissatisfied. 

“Did you get that, Mr. Oscar?” Arabella asked 

“Got it” Oscar stormed off in a huff. 

Dean watched the girl in the office, surprised at her determination! What should he do? He felt somewhat moved by being protected by a gir 

Fairfield Manor 

Phillip looked at the flowers and plants in the garden, took the shears from the gardener’s hand, Tll do the trimming!” 

“Oh, Phillip, be careful! You’re not fully recovered” The butter anxiously said, “What shape do you want? Just tell me.” 

“I want something cute.” Phillip said. 

“Cute?” The butler thought he heard wrong, and exchanged looks with the other gardeners 

Phillip started trimming his beloved plants. After a while he felt it wasn’t perfect, so he snipped a bit more, “How about this?”