The Princess and the Paupers Novel Full Episode
Chapter 1715

Chapter 1715

“She was treading carefully, not wanting to spook anyone. So she only brought me along. But rest

assured, Mr. McMillian, I'd lay down my life to protect her."

"Both of you come back in one piece, you hear it?"

"Absolutely!" Horace replied and soon realized he'd started to think of Romeo as his boss, as he

answered him with such ease.

Just then, Arabella emerged, all dressed and ready. Romeo poured her a cup of coffee and handed it

over.

"It's nippy out there. Have some coffee to warm up before you go."

Arabella looked at Horace, who quickly mouthed 'I didn't spill anything!'

After she finished her coffee, Romeo added, "If you need anything while you're out, just holler for me."

"Will do." Arabella, not wanting him to wait up, said, "If I'm not back by midnight, don't wait up. Just hit

the hay."

"Okay." Romeo tousled her hair gently. "Be safe."

With a nod to Horace, Arabella indicated it was time to leave. Horace stood up immediately, "Mr.

McMillian, we should head out."

As he caught Romeo's worried and reluctant gaze, Horace reassured him, "Don't worry, I've got her

back."

With a nod, Romeo saw them to the door.

Down the long corridor, Arabella's cool and determined silhouette grew distant .

Horace kept glancing back, and as they waited for the elevator, he could see Romeo still standing at

the door and watching them.

"Boss, you sure you don't want to have a word with Mr. McMillian? He seems kinda torn up about you

leaving."

Arabella glanced back, only to see Romeo give a little wave before he dutifully went back inside.

"Let's focus on the task at hand."

They took the elevator down and got into the car. Remembering Romeo's anxiousness throughout the

day, Arabella pulled out her phone and shot him a message on WhatsApp.

[Don't worry.] It was short and sweet, typical Arabella, but she ended it with a comforting 'pat on the

head' emoji.

Romeo, who had been in a funk, instantly felt his spirits lift.

His Bella knew he was worried!

She was comforting him in return!

And she 'patted' his head!

Romeo was overjoyed, firing back a kiss emoji—a memento from a kiss they shared long ago, which

he'd turned into a sticker.

Arabella's lips curved into a smile.

Horace didn't park at the Gentlemen Club parking lot; instead, he parked on the street and helped

Arabella open the car door.

"Boss, I left the car here. If things go south, we'll take a route without surveillance. I've mapped out our

escape plan."

Arabella was impressed by his efficiency—a promising talent worth nurturing.

Horace flashed a golden card at Arabella, with an eyebrow raised.

"A club membership card? How'd you get this?"

"I got it from an old-timer member."

Horace had pulled a lot of strings for Arabella, and therefore got to know some folks who owed him

favors. Scoring a card like this wasn't a big deal.

"It's just on loan, though. Gotta return it later." With that, Horace led Arabella towards the club.

The club's entrance was manned by four male and four female staff, lined up to welcome guests.

As Horace and Arabella ascended the steps, the staff exchanged curious glances; they were evidently

unfamiliar with these new faces.

"Gentlemen Club extends a warm welcome to you both," they greeted.