The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

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"I gotta admit, | found out the actress | like is taken," Derrick confessed, downing his coffee like it was a shot of whiskey, while

feeling his mood hitting rock bottom.

"What a coincidence! The race car driver I'm into is also off the market." Timothy gulped down another cup of coffee in one go.

"Looks like we both got our hearts broken today, huh?"

"Not just that, we've been watching our best bud to show his affection towards his fiancee."

They gave each other a sympathetic pat on the back and offered each other words of comfort.

"There are plenty of fish in the sea," Derrick said with attempted nonchalance.

But Timothy knew in his heart that the fish he wanted was the rarest and most beautiful in the world. Once it's caught, there's no

way to find another one just like it.

"Don't sweat it too much. You'll find someone even better."

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Despite his words, Derrick knew deep down that no girl could ever measure up to the incomparable Arabella.

The two friends sat there, feeling even more downcast, silently sighing before clinking their coffee cups together, drowning their

sorrows in one long sip.

After Romeo brought Arabella back to the hotel and closed the door, he immediately confronted her with concern.

"I had no idea you won that underground race."

Arabella looked up with her bright eyes and asked, "Timothy told you?"

So that's why Romeo had suddenly looked at her in the coffee shop.

"If | hadn't asked, he wouldn't have said a word. Do you realize how dangerous those underground races are? They're not official

tracks, and there are no fair referees; it's all down to personal honor. And speople have got no conscience. What if you run

into someone like that and get hurt?"

"I'll be fine," Arabella assured him. "For them, it's just a hobby, but for me, it's different."

"How so?" Romeo pressed on, gazing into her eyes.

"| started racing to protect myself."

If it weren't for the need to escape her pursuers, she wouldn't have developed such driving skills, let alone stepped in to race for

Ophelia.

Hearing this, Romeo was filled with compassion. He couldn't help but kiss her soft lips, and with a sad touch to her face, he

murmured, "I wish | had been there sooner."

If he had been there, he could have shielded her and kept all harm at bay for her.

He couldn't stand the thought of all the hardship she had endured in that unforgiving world.

"If it was too dangerous, Ophelia wouldn't letrace. She's my best friend," Arabella comforted him in turn. "If her leg hadn't

been injured and in need of rest, | would've loved for you to meet her, though you've seen her on video before."

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But meeting each other's friends face-to-face, like what they did today, was a different experience.

Visiting Ophelia wasn't practical for them, as she lived alone and was barely able to walk. They knew pretty well that if they went

to her house, she would insist on playing the hostess, which wouldn't be good for her recovery.

"We'll have a chance in the future," Romeo said softly while caressing her cheek; at that ther phone rang.

It was Horace.

"Go ahead, I'll get you something to eat."

He had brought her favorite snacks to Belloria and packed them in his suitcase.

In order to give her privacy and trust, Romeo didn't linger to overhear their conversation. Instead, he walked away to fetch the

treats.

Watching his tall figure move aside, Arabella felt her heart warmed even more. She took out her phone and glided over the screen

with her fingers.

"Boss, this Sean guy looks sharp, but why is his signature so messy? Can't even make out his name." Horace's voice cthrough

from the other end.

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