The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1559

As Arabella topped his plate with a slice of apple, she heard someone cheekily chin, "If only you could passschicken,

it'd be even better."

After a meal filled with laughter and casual banter, Romeo finally took her hand and they made their exit.

The employees couldn't help but gossip once the pair were out of earshot.

"Goodness, our company's CEO is that young? He looks like he's barely in his twenties. So handsome!"

"He's even more dashing than in the corporate brochure!"

"And that girl with him is so pretty. Does anyone know who she is?"

"Aren't the McMillians and the Collins slated for a merger through marriage? Wasn't Romeo supposed to marry Serena? She

definitely isn't Serena, what's the story here?"

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"Who knows? Mr. McMillian's personal life is none of our business."

As Romeo and Arabella walked past the receptionists, they couldn't resist stealing glances at the couple, whispering excitedly

among themselves, "Gosh, Mr. McMillian is so dashing!"

"That girl is stunning. They look so good together."

Arabella's beauty was undeniable and had always scored high marks.

"I always wondered who could possibly match Mr. McMillian in looks, and today we've got our answer."

"They've kept their relationship so secretive, there's not a peep online!"

"Should we post their picture online? People would love to see them together!"

"Do you think you're the only one with that idea? There's a reason nobody dares to post anything. No news online. there's a reason

for that."

"Yeah, better not to lose our jobs over something trivial."

On their way to the concert, Romeo and Arabella's striking looks drew countless admiring glances.

Many onlookers whipped out their phones, trying to sneak photos of them.

"I brought masks, one for each of us," Arabella said softly, wishing to avoid attention.

Heeding her words, Romeo first helped her put on a mask and then donned one himself. Even with just their eyes showing, they

were attractive.

Still, speople couldn't resist taking pictures. Arabella felt a bit helpless.

Seven speculated if they were celebrities in disguise, sneaking in to support David at his concert.

Before seven in the evening, the arena was already packed tight. Romeo held Arabella close, shielding her from the pressing

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crowd, worried she might get hurt.

Up close, Arabella could see the concern and care etched on Romeo's face, his scent fresh and enticing.

As the throng of people intensified, Romeo parted the crowd with his hands and murmured, "Entrance F is over there."

"Alright," Arabella replied. She had been in touch with David's assistant, who had told them to use the side door—entrance F.

Even though it was labeled a side entrance, it was still crowded with fans, and a few security guards were keeping watch.

After struggling to reach the F entrance, the guards recognized them just by their eyes. They were the VIPs the assistant had just

texted them about, instructing them to let through.

Arabella showed the electronic tickets on her phone, but the guard barely glanced at it before waving them in quickly. With so

many people around, opening the door could lead to a fan surge.

Many fans, seeing Arabella's ticket and realizing she was also a fan, cast envious and curious looks their way.

Seven followed up, asking if they knew the staff personally and if they could help deliver gifts to David.