The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

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"Alright, everyone, cut it out," Arabella said with a tone that was half amusement and half exasperation, her gaze sweeping over

her brothers before settling on Sean. "We can't leave just yet. The Velvet Royale hasn't been sorted, and we're still one outfit short

from completion.”

It dawned on Sean then: How could he have forgotten about the Velvet Royale! He wondered if the staff downstairs had found it.

"What's this Velvet Royale ?" Hans and Chasel asked in unison.

Was their little sister in trouble?

Why hadn't she told them?

Just then, Sean's phone rang, and his voice brightened with a hint of joy, "Found it? Has it been delivered to QY? Good, well done."

After hanging up, he turned to Arabella and said, "The Velvet Royale's been located, I've had it sent to QY already."

"Thanks, Sean," Arabella replied promptly, "I'm going to check on it."

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"I'll cwith you!"

As Sean dutifully followed Arabella, Hans, Chasel, and Clark exchanged puzzled looks. There seemed to be something going on

between those two that the rest of them weren't privy to.

When did Sean and Arabella get so close, sharing secrets that even they, her older brothers, didn't know about?

Sean accompanied Arabella to QY, and that's when he really understood the magnitude of the empire his sister had built. More

importantly, she was incredibly well-liked; wherever she went, respect and affection were readily offered.

This kind of respect and affection wasn't the fearful and timid kind from subordinates to a boss, it felt more like the warmth

between friends.

"President Arabella, long tno see!"

"President Arabella, so glad you could make it! You've gotten even more beautiful!"

"Hello, President Arabella, and who is this gentleman?"

Arabella introduced Sean with ease, and when they reached the production floor, Jaime, upon seeing Arabella overseeing the

operations, quickly approached, "President Arabella."

He stopped mid-sentence when he noticed Mr. Sean trailing behind her.

The legendary tough Mr. Sean seemed so well-behaved behind his sister.

It was as if he had becanother person.

"Hello, Mr. Sean?" Jagreeted him with a smile.

"Don't mind me, carry on with your work," Sean said, taking a tour around QY. The place was massive, spanning ten floors, each

specializing in different products. For instance, one floor was dedicated to hat-making, another to shoes.

The floor where Arabella stood was reserved for top-tier VIPs only, and the awaited Velvet Royale had just arrived.

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Watching Arabella attend to every detail with such dedication, Sean swore not for the first tto himself that he would make sure

his sister suffered less, worked less hard in the future.

"Mr. Sean, your coffee has gone cold, allowto get you a fresh cup," Jaoffered, bringing him a new tea and ssnacks.

"Help my sister instead, I'm fine here, no need to fuss over me," Sean said, handing the tea Jabrought for him to Arabella,

"Bella, have a drink, you've been at it for so long without a break."

After sipping the tea, Arabella said, "I'll go check the finished garments in the inspection room for any issues. Wait here for me."

Even after three quality checks, since these were garments for a princess, Arabella wanted to personally ensure everything was

perfect.

While waiting, Sean took out his phone and texted Ophelia.

[When Bella's busy like this, how can | help her?]

Soon after, Ophelia replied, [Don't disturb her. That's the best help you can give.]

[Oh.] Sean texted back, a little deflated, before adding, [Did you get halright?]

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