The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

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"Sir, Ms. Mirabelle has arrived," the head of the security team said, speaking into his earpiece.

Arabella stood before the desk with an air of aloofness about her.

Upon receiving instructions from the earpiece, the head of security politely requested, "Ms. Mirabelle, could you please unroll this scroll?" Arabella spread the artwork across the table. On the camera feed, it was a majestic and vibrant traditional oriental ink painting.

The mountains in the painting were steep, trees lush, streams winding, and clouds wafting. The few cottages nestled within the valleys added a sense of tranquility to the scene, while the birds flying through the hazy clouds hinted at the profound depth of the painting, adding a touch of ethereal quality.

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The head of security heard the continuous praise from the earpiece. Without a doubt, this was an authentic piece.

"Ms. Mirabelle, how can you prove that this is your work?" In the past, Arabella might have simply retorted, "Believe it or not, | don't care," but now, eager to finish this task and head home, she picked up a brush and started recreating a part of the painting on a prepared piece of paper.

This portion, taking up a tenth of the entire piece, was completed in less than five minutes.

The security head was stunned, as was the person on the other end of the earpiece. They couldn't believe a young woman could complete a tenth of the painting in such a short time. And the thing was, this painting was really hers! She was indeed Mirabelle! Seeing their silence, Arabella asked indifferently, "Any other questions?" She had another place to get to and didn't want to waste her time here.

"Ms. Mirabelle, please wait a moment. Our boss would like to meet you personally." Hearing this, Arabella waited quietly. A middle-aged man descended the metal stairs briskly, followed by a group of bodyguards.

He was not decked out in gold or sporting any designer watches. Dressed casually, he looked like a successful man ready for a round of golf at any moment.

From his youthful face and demeanor, Arabella could tell he was an important figure in some industry.

"Ms. Mirabelle, it's an honor to meet you," the middle-aged man said as he extended his hand first.

Arabella shook his hand.

His fingers were soft and broad, further evidence of his affluent lifestyle.

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"I've always thought that Ms. Mirabelle was a man, and yet you're so young and beautiful," he said respectfully.

"Both my mother and | are big fans of your work." "Thank you." The middle-aged man picked up the piece on the table and said, "The landscape rendered in light ink, combined with the strong brushwork, gives the canvas a broad sense of space. It seems realistic yet surreal. The creek is gentle. Ms. Mirabelle, you paint so beautifully!" Suddenly, he felt that ten million dollars might be too little.

Such an artwork was worth at least fifty million! "Do you need me to make any changes?" Arabella asked abruptly.

This caught the middle-aged man off guard. He looked a bit puzzled, then turned to the head of security.

Changes? He wasn't quite sure what she meant.

The head of security explained, "When we were communicating with Ms. Mirabelle's team earlier, we were concerned that she may not want to make an appearance, so we suggested that if there were any dissatisfaction with the painting, she would need to make the corrections in person."

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