The Princess and the Paupers Novel Full Episode

Chapter 1762

Arabella curled the corner of her lip into a sly smile, "That would be me."

"Boss, why is it you? How come you've got Mr. McMillian's phone?" Jack's voice quivered with fear, "I

haven't spilled anything in the last couple of days. I swear, I didn't mention a peep about your

whereabouts in Belloria."

Arabella could sense his desperate will to survive and said with interest, "Oh. is that so?"

"Absolutely." Jack's voice grew even more nervous at Hans's tone, "I remember now, before you went

off to Belloria, Mr. McMillian insisted on having a dinner with the guys. Everyone was going, and it just

would've been rude for me to skip. Mr. McMillian might have thought I was too big for my britches, like I

didn't respect him."

Her interest piqued further, Arabella prodded, "So you went?"

"Yeah. but I didn't ask for the gift card and the car keys. Mr. McMillian said it was a little something for

the holidays. He made it clear that family should take it, and refusing would be a slap in his face. I

figured, you and Mr. McMillian are practically family. It's not right to snub your own kin, right? Plus,

Jones and Tom all took it too."

Jack was quick to drag everyone else into it.

"Mr. McMillian also mentioned that, should there be any danger, that sports car could outrun anyone

with its speed and even activate bulletproof mode. He said it was to ensure we could protect you

better."

"So everyone took one?" Arabella was oblivious to this development, "And the gift card?"

"The gift card was a New Year's bonus for the crew, not just us few. Everyone on the payroll, even

those abroad or on missions—Mr. McMillian prepared one for them, asked us to pass them on. He said

that loyalty like ours, following you through thick and thin, deserves recognition, so."

"How much did you take?" Arabella's tone was as sharp as if she were ready to sever their hands.

Jack was terrified, stuttering, "It was a blank check. we could fill in any amount."

A blank check? Any amount?

At this revelation, Arabella shot Romeo a glance—pretty generous, huh?

Fearing boss’ wrath, Jack hurriedly explained, "We were all brought up by you; we wouldn't go filling in

crazy numbers. We all agreed on an amount—just filled in two hundred bucks."

"So you're saying you've got a conscience after all?"

She wasn't about to let them fleece her fiancé.

Jack grew more frightened by Arabella's tone, "Boss, listen to me, I'm not making excuses—I mean, let

me explain."

"What else?"

"That's it."

"Just that? That's all?"

"Oh, I just remembered something else." Jack's tone suggested he knew he was in deep trouble and

promptly came clean, not daring to hide any longer.

"And last Christmas, Mr. McMillian gave each of us a supermarket gift card worth a thousand bucks.

We could use it at any McMillian Corporation-owned supermarket. everyone took one. If I hadn't, it

would've been taken as an insult."

"So you were put out by it, then?"

"You bet, I agonized over it for ages before I finally accepted." Jack shivered as he tried to affirm his

loyalty to Arabella, "Boss, even though we've accepted quite a bit from Mr. McMillian, we are yours in

life and in spirit. We would never betray you. Anything that shouldn't be disclosed, we haven't breathed

a word."

Arabella deliberately left him hanging without a response.