The Princess and the Pauper

Chapter 57

Arabella had just returned to her room when her phone buzzed with a new message.

Someone’s been asking around for Dr. Bell. Apparently there’s a really complicated case that needs

‘Dr. Bell’s‘ help urgently.]

Arabella replied immediately: “Busy, no time.”

Tomorrow was Monday, and she had to check on the company her father had given her. If she didn’t,

they would just transfer her more money.

[The other party is loaded. They say they’ll pay whatever it takes just to get ‘Dr. Bell.]

The message was sent, but Arabella had already logged off.

She headed into the bathroom for a shower. As soon as she got dressed, her phone rang.

The screen displayed a strange number, but she answered without a second thought, as if it were just

business as usual.

“Attlee has cost us a fortune! We’ve lost so much! So much! I wish I could go give his family a piece of

my mind. I really want to know how they managed to raise such an idiot! A while ago, he wanted to

invest in some projects. I practically laid out a roadmap for him; I almost handed him the money on a

silver platter! But no! He not only lost everything but dragged us down with him! If this keeps up, you

won’t even see me anymore! I’m going to die from frustration!”

The one speaking was Jack, who had been with Arabella for three years, always faithfully by her side.

Arabella paused midway while drying her hair. Lost a lot of money, huh? Attlee really was an idiot. How

many times had this happened now?

“Why are you even bothering with that dimwit? We should cut all ties and make our own money instead

of constantly losing it because of him! How have they treated you all these years in the Murphy family?

How much have you put up with? You’ve done more than enough to repay Grace. You’ve treated her

well, given the Murphy family so much business behind the scenes, and solved so many problems for

Attlee, helping them become the wealthiest in Tranquil City. You’ve more than repaid Grace! Can we

please stop helping them?”

Arabella casually wiped her hair with a dry towel and said, “Sure.”

She had been considering this for a while.

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From now on, she will have nothing to do with the Murphy family. Their paths would never cross again.

Without us backing him up, I wonder how long his company can last.”

With Attlee’s business acumen, he was not only going to lose the top spot in Tranquil City but could

possibly go bankrupt.

Arabella didn’t want to talk about that fool anymore. She casually wiped her hair, “I’m sending you a

location. Come pick something up.” “Roger that! Whatever you command, even if it means hardship, I’ll

do it!”

Jack said this, then glanced at the sullen figure beside him and couldn’t help but let slip, “Jones misses

you too. He wants to see you.”

Arabella reluctantly agreed, “Fine.”

Before long, they followed the location to Reflections Villa, skillfully avoiding the security guards.

“Scale the wall and get in.”

Arabella didn’t want to alarm the others in the house.

“Got it!”

Two figures climbed over the wall and quickly appeared before Arabella.

“Boss! We missed you.”

They didn’t expect their boss’s biological father to be Kenneth, who had been the wealthiest man in the

country for twelve consecutive years.

Nor did they expect to be in the home of the country’s richest man. It was so grand, so luxurious.

They knew their boss had found her biological parents, but they didn’t know her family was this well–

off.

They were living the high life!

“Go to the bank tomorrow.” Arabella handed them a check.

Jack and Jones looked at each other, took the check, and looked closely. Was this check real?

“A blank check from McMillan Corporation?? Boss, where did you pick this up?” Jack couldn’t believe

his eyes. “You didn’t steal it, did you?”

Jones kicked him and asked, “What are you talking about? She isn’t a thief! She wouldn’t even bother

to pick up money off the ground! Boss, tell us, did you steal this check?”

“What are you talking about?” Jack couldn’t help but punch Jones; “With our boss’s integrity and her Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

smarts, does she need to steal from others?”

The girl was very beautiful, with flawless skin and lively eyes. She waited until they finished their fuss

before she leisurely said, “You’ll know how I got this check when you cash it. Write it for three hundred

million dollars.”

She couldn’t ask for too much. Three hundred million was enough.

Upon hearing this, Jack quietly put down the check, saying, “Boss, I can’t. This is a check from

McMillan Corporation. I’m afraid if Romeo finds out, he’ll have my head.”

If it was a fake check, he was a dead mari.

Arabella glanced at him. What a coward!

“Boss, where did this check really come from?” Jones picked up the check and examined it from all

angles under the light. This check was definitely real. Arabella said nonchalantly, “It fell from the sky.”

“Why don’t I ever get checks like this?” Jack complained, “How did this check just happen to fall into

your hands?”

Arabella gave him a glance and said, “If it fell into your hands, could you have caught it?”

“Who says I couldn’t?” Jack said very seriously, “Not just one, but ten, twenty, bring them on!”

“I made a cut in Phillip’s heart.”

The aura the girl exuded casually was like that of a queen.

Jack and Jones were taken aback when they heard this: “Boss!”

She’s got guts!

She took up such a job….

That’s not something a human would do.

“Boss, I didn’t expect you to take such a big risk just to pay our salaries. Jones and I really don’t know

how to repay you. Don’t worry, I will take this check to the bank tomorrow, let the staff transfer the

money to your account, and then you can pay us. Perfect!”

“Boss, I knew you cared about us. You finally remembered our salaries!“–Jones was almost moved to

tears. “I’m almost too broke to afford food!” “But, boss, asking for 3 billion for surgery, isn’t that price a

bit too steep?” Jack held the check with a hint of worry in his heart. “What if they think you’re charging

too much and don’t come to you for surgeries in the future, then you’d be at a great loss!”

“Our boss’s medical skills are incomparable to those of ordinary people!” Jones quickly picked up a pen

and wrote 3 billion. “Boss, does the McMillan family have any other patients who need surgery? 3

billion a person, 30 billion for ten people–this is easy money! Boss, can you consider giving Jack and I

a raise this month?”

Arabella replied indifferently, “This money has nothing to do with you guys.”