The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

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"It's delicious," Ophelia cooed, delicately nibbling on a pastry, her every move embodying a charm that Sean found unexpectedly

adorable.

"Sean, have a bite yourself," Arabella interjected, playfully snapping him out of his reverie.

It was impolite to stare at a girl for too long.

Realizing his lapse, Sean quickly diverted his gaze and grabbed a pastry at random, stuffing it into his mouth. "Not bad," he

mumbled.

Ophelia's expression soured at his choice.

"The one thing Ophelia can't stand is pineapple," Arabella revealed, making Sean's chewing cto an awkward halt. The pastry

in his mouth had a pineapple filling!

"If you like it, you should have more," Arabella quipped with a teasing tone, prompting Sean to swallow the pineapple pastry in a

hurry. "No, no, on second thought, it's not as good as that strawberry cupcake we shared last time. It lacks that certain something."

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His buddies couldn't help but smirk at his rapid backpedaling.

"Bella, Hans, Clark, grab some, will you?" Ophelia offered, extending the plate towards them.

Arabella picked one, and the other guys followed suit.

Sean watched them with puppy eyes, berating himself for not waiting—what a missed opportunity for a girl to serve him.

"Pastry from Ophelia's hands tastes even sweeter," Clark commented light-heartedly, eating his piece and throwing Sean a teasing

glance.

"And Ophelia, do you have a special someone yet? If not, I'd be glad to set you up," Chasel chimed in with a wink.

"No need, Chasel, I'm focused on my career right now. Love isn't on the menu at the moment," Ophelia graciously declined.

Conversing with the guys was somehow easier than dealing with Sean.

"What's your type, though? | know plenty of eligible bachelors. We could keep an eye out for you," Hans joked, with a tone that was

unusually playful for him. "Surely not the self-centered, moody, and flaky type, right?"

Sean thought to himself: Con, Hans, you might as well just say my name!

"I'm not sure who I'll end up with, but | don't think it'll be the kind you described," Ophelia replied with a light smile.

Sean could almost hear the sound of his heart cracking.

The brothers chuckled, enjoying the show.

"| agree, that type is unreliable. But Bella's fiancé is quite the catch—he's passed our tests with flying colors," Chasel said with a

smile.

"And I'd say Bella's fiancé is beyond reproach: handsome, caring, always puts Bella first, and has the strength and capabilities to

match her. Such men are rare in this world," Ophelia added, surprising everyone.

"You've met Bella's fiancé?"

"Yes, we greeted each other while Bella was on a video call with him," Ophelia explained, then turned to Arabella with a twinkle in

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her eye that Sean found impossible to ignore.

Damn, how can she smile like that?!

"Of course, your brothers are also outstanding talents," Ophelia quickly added, fearing she had praised Bella's fiancé without

equally complimenting the others, sincerely listing their attributes.

"Hans is distinguished, mature, and modest, with superior conversation, cultivation, and insight."

"Chasel is handsand courteous, with a dignified presence and strong leadership qualities."

"Clark is dashing and humorous, with a heart full of love and well-rounded talents."

"Whoever ends up with you guys is sure to be lucky."

"Ophelia, you're too kind!" Clark burst out laughing. "I'll go to bed smiling tonight."

"It's a real joy to receive such high praise from you," Chasel agreed, visibly pleased.

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