The Princess and the Paupers

Chapter 662
Serena was pissed.
Myrna: [Stop putting on airs in front of me. I’m not Chasel so your tricks won’t work on me. Do you know why I prefer to text chat
with you? Because I’ve taken screenshots of all our conversations, don’t even think about deleting parts of it to make it look like
I’m bullying you. That’s a trick you fake nice people are good at.]
Serena was fuming, her face red with anger, but she was speechless.
Myrna: [Do you know why I like Arabella so much? Because she’s not pretentious, not hypocritical, not blindly self–confident, not
full of herself, not a troublemaker, not fake. You should learn from her.]
Finally, Myrna said, [If you’re going to continue talking shit about her, don’t message me anymore.]
Serena was livid, and she immediately blocked Myrna,
She angrily tossed her phone onto the table, her chest heaving with rage. It took a while for her to calm down, and then she
unblocked Myrna. After all, she was the daughter of a big shot, and she had high status. It was better to keep the connection, it
might come in handy later.
But did Myrna think just because she was dating Chasel, she could do whatever she wanted and take jabs at her?
Serena’s eyes turned cold. If Chasel didn’t like her.
Meanwhile.
A luxury car stood by the school gate.
A tall man stood by the car, unfazed by the attention around him, kissing a girl.
“Romeo, enough.” Arabella was weak in the knees from his kisses. After the kiss, she noticed all eyes were on them and felt
embarrassed.
People around were whispering.
“Isn’t that the top scorer, Arabella?”

“I think so, only she has that kind of look and height.”
“Who’s that guy? His side profile is so handsome, and his legs are so long.”
“Is he a student at our school?”
“Do we have such a handsome guy at our school?”
“It’s too dark, otherwise, we could see more clearly.”
Luckily, there weren’t many people entering and exiting the school at night, no one recognized Romeo.
Arabella looked up at the man in front of her and said, “I have to go now.”
“Bella,” Romeo was still savoring the kiss, reluctance in his eyes, “call me when you get to the dorm.”
“Okay.”
“Stay away from other guys in school.”
Arabella couldn’t help but say, “Do you really need to remind me?”
Not long after entering the campus, Arabella received a call from Chasel.
“Bella, are you back at school?”
“Yes, Chasel.”
“Is there anyone around you? Do you have anything you want to say to me?” Chasel tried to guide her on the phone.
Arabella was a little confused. “What do you mean?”
“Myrna works for the Ministry of State Security, she’s a deputy minister. How did you get close to her and hurt her?”
Arabella didn’t expect Chasel to call her out of curiosity about her undercover identity.
She casually replied, “Because Myrna was thinking about you then, she was distracted, that’s why I had the chance.”
The wound on her arm must have been from blocking your kick.”

Chasel had seen the wound on Myrna’s arm, it was definitely not a normal one.
The power of Bella’s kick was definitely beyond that of an ordinary person.
Well then, since she couldn’t hide it.
Arabella was ready to confess everything, but Chasel gently said, “I’m not trying to pry into your personal matters. I just want to
know if you’re safe, if what you’re doing is dangerous. If you need help, you can come to me and I can help you.”
Arabella felt warm in her heart. “Don’t worry, I’m safe and there’s no danger.”
“That’s good. If you don’t want to talk about it, I won’t force you. Chasel could almost picture her obedient and gentle expression
on the other end of the phone. Such a good girl, how could she be doing anything dangerous?
He must be overthinking.
‘I’ll pick you up from school tomorrow and take you somewhere fun. You get a good rest tonight.”