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Chapter 1770

Chapter 1770

“I had Carl swing by to pick me up, got a little situation to tidy up at the office. Someone else will fly the

jet back," Romeo said, slipping Arabella's hand into the deep pocket of his coat to shield it from the

biting cold.

"Alright," Arabella replied, escorting him to the front porch just as Carl's car rolled up to the curb.

"Ms. Bella," Carl greeted her as he stepped out of the car, holding the door open for Romeo.

"Be careful with that arm of yours, don't bump it again," Romeo couldn't help but add another word of

caution, "Remember to change the dressing, and don't sleep on it."

"Got it."

"I'll call you when I'm done."

Romeo bent down, planting a gentle kiss on her lips and giving her hair a tender stroke before he

climbed into the car and drove away.

As Arabella watched the car disappear into the distance, her phone buzzed—it was a call from her

subordinate.

“Boss, when are you planning the annual meeting for Luna Capital that Mr. Rollins left in your hands?

Everyone's asking about it.”

The New Year was around the corner, and though he knew his boss was up to her neck in work, there

were still reports he needed to deliver.

"I'll check my schedule and get back to you."

Arabella had her hands full with designing dresses for the princess, who was hoping to wear them in

the next couple of days, but some materials were still missing.

And there were other matters to attend to.

"Sure thing."

With the call ended, Arabella turned to head inside when she heard her name called out.

"Arabella??"

Sean's surprise and delight were evident in his voice as he stepped out of his car, rushing over to his

sister without a care for the wound that might just have stretched.

Steward, sharing in the joy of Ms. Bella's return, followed closely behind Sean.

Ms. Bella was finally home!

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support the author and the translation team!. And she had run into Sean at last!

Arabella's delicate brows furrowed slightly at the sight of them.

So, Sean had been digging around for her—knowing not only her name but also where she lived.

Did he really chase her all the way to her doorstep over an island?

Was it that serious?

"Um." Sean, upon seeing his sister, became so excited he could barely string his words together,

"Maybe we should go inside to talk?"

Arabella's frown deepened. Were they that close? Just because he'd saved her in that abandoned

building didn't mean he could come over for tea.

"No need, we can talk right here," Arabella's tone remained frosty, "Do you want your island back? Or

are you looking to hike up the price?"

"No, no. neither. The island is yours, I'll transfer the five million back to your account, and I'll give you

an additional five million for. you know, candy or whatever."

Such generosity?

What was he playing at?

Arabella eyed him with suspicion and wariness, her voice cold as she asked, "So, what's the catch?"

"Actually, I'm your long-lost brother. I know this must come as a shock."

Ah, so he'd come to her doorstep pretending to be her brother?

Arabella's lips curled into a disbelieving smile, "And then what?"