The Princess and the Paupers Novel Full Episode

Chapter 1667

"Got it."

"And if you can't sleep, or anything else comes up, just call me. I'm here for ya."

"Alright."

Romeo gazed at her with that adoring look of his, "Goodnight, I'm gonna miss you."

Off to the side, Ophelia's grin was threatening to split her face in two. Arabella caught her fighting back

laughter and said coolly, "Goodnight."

Romeo knew she was about to hang up and felt a twinge of disappointment. Tonight, she hadn't

noticed his wet hair.

"Don't forget to blow-dry your hair."

Suddenly, Arabella's caring remark cleared the clouds from Romeo's eyes, his gaze warming, "Will do."

She cared about him! She still had him on her mind! She noticed he hadn't dried his hair!

After hanging up the video call, Ophelia finally let out a giggle, "You two are just too sweet. Who knew

that when two big shots fall in love, it's like this? You turn into a docile little lamb, and he's like a warm-

hearted Prince Charming."

Gone was their usual icy facade! Both of their auras softened; it was just too cute!

Who knew how long they talked, but the next morning Arabella's phone was buzzing non-stop on the

nightstand. It was Horace.

"Boss, you up? There's a guy named Sam, linked to that old fire, he's gonna show up at the

underground auction tonight at eight. Should I get the guys to bag him?"

Arabella hadn't expected new leads on the fire, "Don't spook him; just the two of us will go."

Horace was about to suggest that two might be too few, but then remembered the boss could take on a

hundred single-handedly. Not just one Sam, but ten, twenty, none were a match for her.

"I'll snag two invites. I'll pick you up from the hotel at seven tonight, and we'll hit the auction together."

"Sounds good."

After the call, Arabella was surprised that there was finally a break in the fire investigation. Previous

attempts by Jack and the others always hit a dead end or went off track.

It was as if a pair of eyes in the shadows was monitoring their every move, ready to create chaos when

things got too close to the truth. Every time the truth was about to surface, something would happen.

Tonight, she was determined to catch that Sam and find out what really went down back then.

Meanwhile, Steward knocked on Sean's door; perhaps worried about a rebuke, he got straight to the

point, "Sean, we've located Sam."

"Come in and talk," Sean's voice was groggy with sleep.

Steward entered, the room dark, the curtains drawn against the morning light. With utmost respect, he

reported, "There's an underground auction at eight tonight. Word is Sam will show; there's something

he wants to buy. This could be our chance. I'll have men in position, ready to strike and nab him."

"No screw-ups."

"Understood," Steward knew how crucial catching this man was to Sean. Previous leads had been

disrupted by that girl, and now that they had a fresh trail, he hoped it would go smoothly.

Arabella's phone rang again; this time it was Jack.

"Boss, while I was digging into the truth behind the old fire, I stumbled onto something else. I'll send it

over - it's about Carol."

Arabella replied calmly, "Alright, send it over."