The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 91

Chapter 91 

“Mr. Collins is in the loop and he’s cool with you staying over.” The butler added. 

Arabella was puzzled. Her dad agreed, just like that?! 

No way!! 

“Here’s a voice message from your dad.” Phillip opened his phone and played it for her. 

“I’m definitely more at ease with Arabella staying at your place, so I guess I won’t wait up for her tonight.” Kenneth’s voice came out. 

After all, she was bound to become a McMillian sooner or later. Plus, Phillip promised there’d be no room–sharing with Romeo. He just fancied his future daughter–in–law and wanted her to stay a night at Fairfield Manor, With dozens of servants around the manor, there was no way anything could happen under their watch. 

At this point, Kenneth couldn’t really object and had to let it slide. 

Arabella did not expect her dad to agree so casually. 

“Romeo, take Arabella to the room on the south side of the third floor. I’ve had it cleaned.” After Phillip finished, he turned to the butler, “Get Arabella a lantern, and also find out when the power would be back on. It has been a while!” 

“Right away.” The butler promptly brought a lantern with a Zen vibe to Arabella. 

“I got it.” Romeo reached out to take it, leading Arabella upstairs with his other hand. 

Although everything was dark, the warm light from the lantern and the warmth from his hand gave Arabella a sense of security. 

“Are you afraid of the dark?” Romeo turned to ask the little lady following behind. 

Before Arabella could answer, Romeo put his arm around her shoulders, “If you are, just stay close to me.” 

Arabella wasn’t even afraid of ghosts, let alone darkness. It was nothing compared to what she had been through. When they arrived at the room, Arabella realized that the lantern was kind of unnecessary. The room was so large that the dim light did little to brighten it up. Overall, it was still dark. 

In the dim light, Romeo looked at the girl in front of him. Her sparkling eyes were like stars in the night sky, radiating a captivating glow. Her casual aura was like a charming queen. 

“I’ll stay with you until the power’s back.” He couldn’t resist touching her face. 

Only then did he realize how soft, tender, and smooth her face was. It was a bit small, and his hand could easily cover it. 

Arabella turned her face away, “You go do your thing.” 

“I’ve got nothing to do.” Romeo said.