"I have to head home for dinner tonight, so I can't hang with you."
"Alright." Romeo gently patted her on the head and then opened the car door for her.
As they were on the road, Arabella asked about Romeo's grandma, and they chatted about their jobs. Soon, they arrived at Reflections Villa.
Romeo helped her unbuckle the seatbelt, opened the car door, and gave her a somewhat reluctant hug. "Can you make some time to hang out with me next time?"
"Sure." Arabella turned around, about to walk into the gate, when she noticed something shiny on the ground. Oil?
Under the sunlight, the large area of oil looked like water.
Someone must have cleaned the garden to cover the oil; the ground was all wet.
If she didn't look closely, she wouldn't notice.
Who spilled the oil here?
Were they hoping she'd slip?
In one of the windows of the main house, there seemed to be a pair of eyes sneakily watching.
Without a flinch, Arabella stepped on the wet spots on the ground, perfectly avoiding the oil, and walked straight in.
"She just walked in like that?" Martha, hiding behind the curtain, couldn't believe it: "I purposely spilled two buckets of oil; why isn't the ground slippery?"
Serena felt regretful: "Did the garden cleaning wash away the oil?"
"No, Holly cleaned the garden first, then I spilled the oil. By rights, Arabella should have slipped!"
Unexpectedly, she just strolled in without a problem!
At this moment, Arabella walked into the main house, scaring the two of them into pretending to discuss curtain designs.
"Serena, about your room's curtains, do you want to switch to this floral pattern?"
"Yeah, don't you think it's pretty?"
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The readers' comments on the novel: The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella and Romeo)
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