The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

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Romeo nodded, “Yeah, me, him, and a bunch of other guys grew up together.”

Because as they grew older, they each started their businesses or took over the family companies, they were always jet-setting

around the world, and hardly ever had tto gather.

“What favor did he do for you?”

In Romeo's mind, Timothy wasn’t the type to poke his nose into other people’s affairs, or go out of his way to help.

Yesterday, in the presidential suite, he hadn't asked too much, only knew that his Bella was meeting someone today over coffee.

As for who this person was, or what favor they'd done, he was clueless.

“I had run into a bit of trouble, and both times he stood up for me,” Arabella explained succinctly.

“Me—Timothy—always had a soft spot. | can’t help playing the knight whenever | see someone in need. Well, I'm a bit thirsty, let

“Didn't you still have half of iced coffee left?” Rfound Timothy was distracted, his mood a bit off.

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With a laugh, Timothy responded, “It’s too cold, I'm gonna get a hot one.”

He was about to walk away when Romeo offered, “I've got a hot coffee right here.”

He had several cups on his tray, all different flavors he'd ordered for Arabella to try.

“That's for your fiancée. I'll get my own, you guys enjoy,” Timothy replied, quickly excusing himself from the situation.

Perhaps he couldn't bear the idea that the girl he'd liked for so long was his buddy's bride-to-be. His heart was shattered, and the

brutal reality hit him like a slap in the face.

Arabella’s questioning gaze fell on Romeo, as if to ask: What's up with your friend? Is he upset?

“Don’t worry about him.”

Romeo placed the remaining cups of coffee in front of Arabella, “These are the café’s latest blends. Try them and see which one

you like best?”

He also laid out an assortment of delicate pastries in front of her, all for her to choose.

“They say these sweets are their bestsellers,” Romeo offered her a small spoonful, “How's the taste?”

“A bit sweet.”

“Then try this one.” Romeo scooped up another cake, delicately feeding it to her.

Timothy, who had just ordered his coffee and was witnessing this scene, felt an overwhelming urge to cry.

Already devastated, reality continued its merciless assault, aiming to give him a final blow.

He was heartbroken!

The girl full of compassion, who rescued children trapped in cages, and who has the impressive agility and superior driving skills,

was not just his best friend's fiancée, but she and his friend were also “sickeningly sweet” together.

He hadn't even wooed her yet, and he'd already lost her for good.

In his twenty-two years of life, he'd finally met someone special.

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And he had thought, even if she had a boyfriend, that guy couldn't possibly be as great as him; he was confident he could win her

over.

After ordering his coffee, he didn’t know how he managed to carry his heavy heart towards them, sit opposite, and watch their

affectionate interactions.

He took a few sips of the coffee, finding it tasteless, then stood up again, “I'm gonna check if Derrick has arrived.”

Arabella gave Romeo another look. This time, Romeo said, “I'll go check on him.”

He got up and approached Timothy, who was still consumed by his mixed emotions.

“What's up?”

As Romeo closed the distance, he could see the emotions Timothy struggled to hide in his eyes—a storm of unshed sorrow and

disillusionment.

Suddenly, what Timothy confessed to him earlier flooded Romeo.

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