Chapter 27 – Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family

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His gaze was cold, his voice firm.

“Romeo…Carl?”

Serena couldn’t believe this manservant dared stop her!

Before Mirabella returned, this guy had been nothing but respectful to her.

“We don’t want to cause a scene, Carl said, before turning to catch up with Romeo.

Watching Romeo’s retreating figure, Serena shouted, Romeo, believe it or not, I didn’t mean to hurt grandpa… I really didn’t!”

Carl thought, Did Miss Serena think Romeo’s coldness was because of what happened to Phillip?

It’s clear to everyone, Romeo didn’t care about her! But Miss Mirabella…Romeo seemed different with her.”

In the living room, Louisa looked at a pile of gifts. “Mirabella, these are gifts from Romeo…”

“You guys handle it.”

Mirabella went upstairs. She hadn’t expected to gain a fiance in the process of meeting her family, things were more complicated than she’d thought. “Romeo…”

In the garden, Serena watched Romeo walk away and started to quietly sob.

Martha comforted her, “Miss Serena, he’s already gone…”

Martha, what should I do…” Serena cried. “Romeo treats Mirabella differently.”

“The game’s just begun. No one knows who will come out on top.” Martha patted her back, trying to be rational. “Mirabella may be pretty, but she grew up poor. She might not be able to keep Romeo’s interest.”

Serena’s tears welled up, suddenly feeling there might be some truth to Martha’s words.

“I think, in a few days, Romeo will realize you’re the one who’s best suited to be his fiancee!“:

After all, Serena had been learning all sorts of skills since she was a kid. She’s a typical lady, while Mirabella was just a village girl.

The McMillian family was top–tier, they only mingled with people of culture. They wouldn’t choose someone with only surface beauty! Comforted by Martha, Serena felt a bit better.

Mirabella had just returned to her room when her phone started buzzing.

It was a familiar number, the person had already called her once today.

She picked up, hearing the familiar deep voice from the other end.

“Mirabella. Romeo’s voice was deep and magnetic. “I’m home.”

Mirabella asked automatically, “What’s up?”

This question amused Romeo. Did she not realize he was reporting his whereabouts to her?

Romeo chuckled lightly, “You still haven’t accepted my friend request.”

Hearing him say this, Mirabella suddenly remembered that it was indeed the case, “I’ll accept it later.”

She had been so busy today so she had forgotten about it.

Romeo’s voice was soft, like the plucking of guitar strings, “What time should I pick you up tomorrow?”

“Two in the afternoon.”

After all, she had other things to handle.

“Location?”

“Right outside my house.”

“Got it, I’ll be there on time.“/

Just as Mirabella was about to hang up, Romeo asked, “Don’t you like chocolate flavored cake?”

Mirabella thought, what?

“I noticed you didn’t eat a single bite in the car.“–

Mirabella didn’t expect this man to pay such close attention to her preferences, said, “I don’t like chocolate very much.” Romeo got it, “Then I’ll get you other flavors in the future.”

Mirabella was speechless.

“You saved my grandpa, it’s only right that I get you some snacks.”

Mirabella said nothing.

“I won’t disturb your rest anymore.” Romeo kindly said, “See you tomorrow, my bride–to–be.”

Mirabella kept silent.

Goodnight.”

Romeo thought that Mirabella would also say goodnight, but she simply responded and ended the call.

What a unique girl.

Just as Mirabella was about to rest after hanging up, her phone vibrated again.

[I don’t care, I need the design draft now, I need to get the factory to work overtime!]

[Such a big order, I must get it!]

Mirabella raised an eyebrow, replied, [Who’s the big shot this time?]

Was it her dad again?

[This time it’s a big deal, even bigger than your dad! You could say it’s…]

[Stop the chit–chat.]

Mirabella had no mood for his rambling. She realized she was out of stock and remembered today’s auction. Because of the bidding by bidder number one, those six HeartEase Herbs cost her quite a bit….

It’s time to make some money..

Mirabella: [I’ll start designing now.]

[Brilliant, boss! Finally getting to work! I’ll notify the factory, get them ready!]

Mirabella has a few factories, dedicated to producing her clothing and accessories designs.

Even she probably didn’t expect that when she looked up from her work, it was already morning.

Rubbing her sore wrist, she sent the final design draft. The clock was already pointing at half past seven.

[Boss, if you work this hard every day, you’ll be the richest person in the world! You’ll be richer than Romeo then!]

Mirabella raised an eyebrow, “Romeo? The richest man on earth?”

“You can’t possibly not know that Romeo is the richest guy in the world, right? He’s been number one for three years straight! I heard he’s handsome but has a bit of a temper, can be a little scary sometimes!”

Mirabella decided to ignore him and stop listening to his nonsense. She went downstairs to grab breakfast, planning to go back to bed after eating. “Are you there? Boss?”

System notification: Your message has been blocked by the recipient.

“Why did you block me again?!”

Serena was up early today, chatting and laughing over breakfast with Martha and Holly.

When Mirabella walked in, they quickly exchanged glances and stifled their laughter.

“Ms. Mirabella, your breakfast will be ready soon.”

The chef noticed Mirabella’s arrival and started plating the prepared meals with meticulous attention to detail.

Meanwhile, Martha and Holly acted as if Mirabella didn’t exist, not even bothering with a simple greeting.

“Bella, why are you up so early?”

Serena was the first to speak. She wore a graceful smile, “If you’re used to sleeping in, there’s no need to change that just because you’re here.” Mirabella ignored her, her eyes were drawn to the well–prepared breakfast that looked tantalizingly delicious.

“Ms. Mirabella, I’m Daniel. I prepared your breakfast today.”

“We’ve got Canadian geoduck congee, milk fish maw, Mexican pancakes, avocado toast, Doric cheese sandwiches, lobster bisque, and handmade coffee and milk. I wasn’t sure about your preferences so I prepared a bit of everything. Enjoy! If there’s anything you’d like me to improve, feel free to let me know.”

Thank you.” Mirabella wasn’t fussy about food. She just wanted to finish quickly and get back to sleep.

However, Serena and Martha exchanged glances before blurting out, “Bella… I heard you’re planning to visit Romeo, can I tag along?”

Mirabella didn’t stop eating her cheese sandwich and sipped on her milk.

“I’m on vacation right now, so I have time. I’m usually too busy to spend time with you.“.

Seeing Mirabella’s lack of response, Serena continued, “You’re probably not used to such grandeur, you might be nervous…I know Romeo’s personality and temper very well, if you happen to say or do something wrong, having me around can help ease the tension. Although Romeo isn’t particularly fond of me, Phillip’s always happy to see me. I think he’ll be friendly towards you too.”

“Of course, our dear Ms. Serena is Old Mr. Phillip’s favorite!” Holly looked at Mirabella haughtily, “With Ms. Serena around, even if you mess up, Mr. Phillip will let it slide because of her.”

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