The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella and Romeo) novel Chapter 1321

"Mrs. Griffith, don't get your feathers ruffled, I'll just have a word with someone downstairs." Mr. Morrison couldn't handle Eunice's raging temper and quickly looked for a scapegoat.

He turned fiercely to the waiter in front of him, "Tell me, who let that lunatic in?"

A young waitress stepped forward, visibly shaken, her face contorting as if she were on the verge of tears.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Morrison, she said she knew Ms. Bella, had a few words for her. She was dressed in some fancy limited-edition getup, looked like a million bucks, so I reckoned she was a friend of Ms. Bella's. I didn't dare give her the cold shoulder, so I let her through."

After all, they should just give Ms. Bella's friends the third degree, right?

If she'd put up a fuss, she might've caught an earful.

"I never dreamed she was off her rocker. I'm so sorry, Mr. Morrison, my bad. It won't happen again, I swear." Sally's eyes brimmed with tears, her hands fidgeting nervously.

"You think a 'sorry' makes everything peachy? Didn't you see Ms. Bella get splashed with champagne? Do you have any idea how much her outfit costs? I'm afraid the price tag might just scare you to death!"

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Morrison, truly sorry. I'll go apologize to Ms. Bella right away." Sally approached Arabella again, bowing incessantly, tears streaming as she said, "I'm so sorry, Ms. Bella, so sorry, Mrs. Griffith. I had no clue who she was, if I'd known she'd pull such a crazy stunt, I would've never let her in."

"Cut the waterworks. They're ruining Ms. Bella and Mrs. Griffith's mood! The damage is done, what good is an apology now!" Mr. Morrison barked, reducing Sally to even more pitiful sobs.

"It's not your fault," Arabella said, her gaze falling on the young girl before her. She was about her age, yet already hustling for a paycheck.

Seeing a chance for things to cool down, Mr. Morrison quickly scolded, "Ms. Bella's gracious enough to let it slide, and you're not on your knees thanking her? If you had to cover the cost of her dress, you'd be working for fifty years and still not make a dent!"

Sally was painfully aware of the price tag on Arabella's clothes. She couldn't afford to pay. Arabella was kind enough not to fuss was a relief, and gratitude nearly brought her to her knees.