The Princess and the Pauper

Chapter 94

“You looked really hot in that shirt last night, Romeo said.

Arabella arched an eyebrow, “Aren’t I always?”

“You always are.” Romeo moved closer to her cute ear, his voice both teasing and filled with desire,

“but last night, you were especially captivating”

His eyes were filled with affection, and his lips curved up slightly, “You were very good last night.”

She looked pure and innocent in her sleep. Her serene and elegant face was like a goddess isolated

from the mundane world. Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

Arabella had no idea what happened after she fell asleep. Seeing the car approaching the company’s

front door, she reminded, “Carl, pull over and let me out.”

“Sure thing, Ms. Bella!” Carl said.

Romeo stroked her face gently, “I’ll pick you up at noon.”

“Mm.” Arabella said.

As soon as Arabella entered the company, she heard a ridicule voice, “Well, if it isn’t Ms. Bennett! Did

you come to work in a luxury car? That must’ve cost a pretty penny.”

The one who spoke was Oscar, the big boss of the company before Arabella’s arrival. Although he

didn’t see the license plate just now, the limo model and the Rolls–Royce logo on the hood were

enough to prove its worth.

“You’re so young, Ms. Bennett, yet you can afford such a luxury car. I’m impressed.” Oscar said, even

making a bow.

A hint of indifference curled up at the corner of Arabella’s mouth, “Quite free, aren’t you? Shouldn’t you

be at your post instead of loafing around here?”

“I am waiting for a client and just happened to see you, Ms. Bennett!” Oscar said cheerfully, “Is that

your car? Or your boyfriend’s? Or maybe your sugar daddy’s?”

“What’s it to you?” Arabella walked towards the elevator, “Just do your job.”

Oscar watched her slim and beautiful figure, feeling contemptuous. He thought she got her position

just because of her young and beautiful face. Arabella took the elevator to the twentieth floor and saw

her assistant Dean and designer Molly waiting for her from afar.

“Ms. Bennett, Molly has been waiting for you.” Dean said.

“What’s up?” Arabella pushed open the door to her office, sat in her office chair, and looked up at the

girl in front of her.

“Ms. Bennett, here are my recent designs. I was wondering if I could get your feedback?” Molly handed

over the designs, her heart thumping, unsure of Arabella’s response.

Seeing Arabella’s confusion, Molly hurriedly explained, “At the last company meeting you held, our

department head went and showed you my design. After your revision, my design has greatly

improved.”

She admired Arabella’s talents and almost took her as an idol.

“What kind of design do you want to create?” Arabella picked up her design and began to look at it.

“Of course, fresh and beautiful, that’s my design style.” Molly said.

Molly’s eyes sparkled, excitedly, “I hope to design the most beautiful clothes in the world, just like my

idol – Queen Abby. Ms. Bennett, do you know Queen Abby?”

Arabella paused briefly and smiled slightly, “I know.”

“She is an extremely talented designer! You can see her unique aesthetics and deep skills from her

works. Every piece of clothing, every bag she designs, is perfect beyond criticism!” Molly said.