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The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1875
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"What's on your mind?" Arabella caught Ophelia's faint blush and couldn't help but think she was picturing Sean holding her in his

arms.

Ophelia's cheeks flushed even hotter upon hearing the question.

Arabella watched her with a knowing smile. "I've told you that Sean has a soft spot for you."

That statement gave Ophelia a more concrete answer to her suspicions.

Could it be that Sean really liked her?

She vaguely remembered from the night before how Sean had seemed anxious and concerned. Was it all real?

And Bella knew about it too?

At the thought, Ophelia suddenly choked on her food and coughed uncontrollably.

"Take it easy," Arabella said, passing her a glass of milk.

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Ophelia took a few hurried sips, feeling her mind racing. If Sean truly liked her, why would he put a hold on her project?

Was it just to get her attention?

But with so many other ways to catch someone's attention, why would he choose one so infuriating?

Seeming to have read her thoughts, Arabella spoke softly, "If the project had gone smoothly, you would have been back in your

hcountry a month ago."

So, Sean was trying to delay her departure, and to keep her in Belloria.

What about the car race?

How did that fit into all this?

"As to that race, if you hadn't gotten hurt, your competitor would have been Sean." Arabella's guess brought a mischievous smile

to her lips. "The prize for that race was quite substantial."

After all, owning the whole Kowloon Bay track was a dream for many.

If Sean intended to let Ophelia win the track, it meant she held a special place in his heart.

Ophelia was even more stunned.

So, Sean knew she wanted the Kowloon Bay track, and he found a way to give it to her indirectly?

If Sean really liked her, that would explain why he didn't want her to call him by his first nas Bella did the night before.

Because Sean didn't want him to be like a brother to her!

Bella knew about Sean's feelings, which was why she kept speaking for him last night.

Everything made sense.

Ophelia's heartbeat quickened; could it really be that Sean liked her?

When did it start?

And why?

A while later, when Sean joined them for breakfast, he coolly nodded at Ophelia, "Morning."

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"Morning." Ophelia replied, suddenly feeling uneasy. The thought of Sean possibly liking her sent her heart into overdrive, and

made it thumping harder than usual.

"Thanks for last night."

Sean was about to dismiss the thanks when he heard her continue, "Bella, I'm full. You take your time. If there's nothing else, |

better head back... You've got your trip coming up."

Sean thought of her drowsy question before he lifted her into the car the night before, 'Why are you holding back my project?"

He had wanted to explain then, but the next second, she had passed out!

Watching her leave now, Sean thought the project issue might have upset her, which was why she seemed in such a rush to get

away from him.

He felt a pang of urgency to follow her, yet unsure of how to explain himself.

"The ointment on the coffee table is for her," Arabella mentioned nonchalantly.

Grateful for his sister's thoughtfulness, Sean hurried after Ophelia.