The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 773

Chapter 773

He just wanted more!

Arabella chuckled. "Grandpa, if you like, I can write for you in the future, whatever you want."

"Really?" Phillip was pretty shocked, but more so thrilled. He didn't expect this kid to be so understanding and dutiful. Compared to his son, it's like night and day.

"Don't pressure Arabella too much." Romeo chimed in from the side, "Her words are worth a fortune. Dr. Bell's medical fees, free meal cards, various jewelry. Don't overdo it."

Well, look who's playing the knight in shining armor now!

George noticed his son seemed a bit upset. But since they stepped into the room, no one seemed to pay him any attention.

"Arabella, you can come over and write a few pieces for me in the future!” Phillip blatantly disregarded his grandson's words and turned to Arabella with a smile. "I'm a big fan of calligraphy, and we can discuss some Calligraphy issues face-to-face."

Arabella smiled and said, "Sure:"

Brodie, who was standing nearby, cleared his throat to remind them after half an hour of their various topics discussion.

"Phillip, Shirley, the lady has been here for half an hour. Shall we let the waiter serve the dishes?"

They've kept people hungry for half an hour.

"Oh right, we totally forgot about that in the excitement!” Shirley was a bit embarrassed, they invited her for dinner but ended up talking for ages. This kid must be hungry, right?

"Let's get the food served.’ Phillip didn't realize that half an hour had passed amidst the chatter and instinctively shifted the blame. "Brodie, we were too excited and forgot about it, why didn't you remind us earlier?"

After a while, he couldn't help but ask his son, "You mentioned that Arabella drew a painting for me, where is it?"

George looked a bit deflated. "Didn't I ask Mr. Brodie to give it to you when we got home last night?"

Phillip was too busy blaming them for their frequent world tours and rare home visits to notice what the gift was. Now he was filled with curiosity. "Can you tell me what Bella drew?"

He was dying to see it!

"I have a photo of it on my phone." At this point, George seemed to remember something, took out his phone, opened his gallery, and let his father take a look.

Just one glance, and Phillip was deeply impressed by the artistic conception and technique of the painting.