The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1613

If she was willing, she would surpass Rory one day.

"Great job! | love these revisions even more!" Kenneth hadn't expected that in just a few minutes, his daughter had transformed

his suits into something even more dashing and utterly unique, making them stand out in a crowd.

"Let's go with Bella's revisions!" Kenneth exclaimed with joy.

Arabella was back at work on her mother's tablet, first tweaking several of Louisa's evening gowns into even more elegant and

graceful creations, then reworking smatching family outfits into something heartwarmingly affectionate.

The designers were utterly astounded by her natural flair for design.

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How did she manage to cup with such impeccable designs in such a short tfrand then sketch them out.

"Miss Bella, have you studied design?" asked Eudora, her tone a mix of surprise and camaraderie, "May | ask who mentored you?"

"Our daughter's reputation precedes her. You would definitely recognize her if | told you." Louisa teased, playing coy.

The room exchanged glances; they were familiar with the style, the capability, the level of proficiency, and a reputation that spoke

volumes.

Could it be?

"A designer from QY?"

Only a designer from QY could exhibit such expertise.

But Miss Bella was an heiress, why would she work as a designer.

And apart from QY, what other domestic brand could possibly match.

"You're half right," Louisa said with a smile, still keeping them in suspense.

Half right?

Was she really from QY? Or really a designer?

"Miss Bella's design expertise is obviously superior to mine, so | dare to ask, are you perhaps the founder of QY, Queen Abby?"

The style of Queen Abby was just too similar to Arabella's recent designs.

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The other designers were catching on to the possibility, all eyes turning to Arabella as if waiting for confirmation.

"To be able to provide feedback so swiftly and to improve upon the work of all of us, domestically. | dare say, with all due respect,

that apart from QY's founder Queen Abby, no other ordinary brand's designer can match me."

Louisa was beaming with pride, "That's right, my precious daughter is indeed the founder of QY, Queen Abby."

The designers were even more shocked, to the point where their styluses nearly slipped from their hands.

How could they be qualified to design for the founder of QY.

Was it Queen Abby showing them too much respect, or were Mr. and Mrs. Collins just too gracious.

"My apologies. We had no idea you were the founder of QY." The designers lined up to shake Arabella's hand, one after another.