Fairfield Manor.
Phillip glanced at his watch; it was nearly seven o'clock. Here he was again, standing at the front gate, craning his neck in
anticipation, but the one he was waiting for was nowhere to be seen.
Why hasn't Bella arrived yet.
"Mr. Phillip, you might want to head inside. It's quite chilly out here." Brodie suggested with a smile, standing nearby. "As soon as
Romeo's car arrives, I'll cand let you know."
"I'll wait a bit longer." Phillip stood for another ten minutes, but still no sign of Arabella. He muttered to himself, "Wonder if they've
even set off yet."
He couldn't just text Romeo. He didn't want the Collins family to think they were being rushed.
But oh, how he longed to see Bella.
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It had been such a long tsince she last visited.
"Still not here?"
At that moment, Shirley stepped forward to drape a coat over Phillip, following his gaze into the empty street. Not a car in sight.
"Your hands are a bit cold, aren't they?" Phillip turned and took Shirley's hands into his, noticing the chill. "You go on inside. I'll let
you know when they arrive."
"It's alright, I'm not cold."
"Well, letwarm them up for you." Phillip held her hands, tucking them into his pockets.
Back in the living room.
A young heiress, bored of scrolling through her smartphone, complained, "She's not even a member of the McMillian family and
she's already pulling rank, making all of us wait on her. If she gets any more comfortable, her head will be in the clouds."
"Enough, Cathy." A refined young man spoke up. "Show srespect to your future sister-in-law."
"Jeffrey!" Cathy sounded even more dissatisfied. "We usually start our dinner at five-thirty, and now we're waiting until seven just
for her! If she had any respect for us, she'd be here by now. Just because Romeo fancies her, she thinks she can skip the
pleasantries. | don't even see what he sees in her."
"That's enough." Jeffrey gave her a reproachful look. "She has her own family dinner too. Didn't Romeo say they'd cright after?
If you're hungry, there are appetizers on the table."
"Who wants to eat that stuff?" Cathy pouted. "I don't get why Grandpa and Grandma insisted on making her favorite treats. | heard
tonight's dinner menu caters to her tastes, all seafood!"
It was downright absurd! Over the top!
Even if they wanted to spoil a future granddaughter-in-law, there was no need to go to such lengths!
And why involve everyone in accommodating her?
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What a joke!
As Cathy fumed, she suddenly noticed her sister Luna engrossed in a video game.
"Luna! Don't you have an opinion on this?" Cathy couldn't help but move closer, complaining, "My stomach is growling here. Aren't
you hungry?"
"Didn't brother tell you? There are appetizers on the table." The gaming sister replied with icy indifference, her eyes glued to her
phone screen. "Go away."
"Luna!" Cathy was not pleased. "We need to take her down a peg or two, or life will be unbearable!"
"They're here, they're here! Mr. Romeo and Ms. Bella have arrived!" A servant announced excitedly as she cin.
Cathy rolled her eyes at her. What's there to be thrilled about? It was so late. Did no one value punctuality anymore?
Arabella wasn't even part of the McMillian family yet, and the McMillian staff was already this fond of her?
Intimidated by Cathy's glare, the servant quickly tempered her excitement, not daring to make another peep.