The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 253



Chapter 253

Chapter 253


Chapter 253


Summerfield Exhibition Centre.


This was where the annual Solterra Cup Garment Design Contest took place.


Arabella parked her car in the lot outside the centre and headed for the front entrance to find Molly.


The centre was decked out with contest flags and banners, inside and out. It had the whole contest


vibe going on.


There were a lot of contestants on that day, a bunch of journalists were waiting by the door, ready to


snap a pic as soon as they spot a famous designer.


Molly was standing alone in a corner. As soon as she saw Arabella, she waved, “Ms. Bennett, over


here!”


Arabella walked over light–footed, exuding a cool aura, “Just call me Arabella, I’m your assistant


today.”


“Okay.” Molly nodded quickly. “Have you had breakfast?”


“Had it ”


“Why haven’t you bandaged your hand?” Molly saw the bruise on her right wrist and quickly rummaged


through her backpack, “Let me bandage that for you, I just bought some gauze and ointment on the


way.”


“No need.”


Arabella didn’t want to draw attention. There were cameras all over the contest venue on the day.


She didn’t want to be the center of attention.


Seeing that Arabella didn’t intend to bandage her hand, Molly put away the gauze, revealing her own


swollen hands.


“You didn’t apply enough medicine last night.”


“Huh?” Molly didn’t expect her to notice at a glance. She quickly explained, “I almost ran out of


ointment last night.”


It took her a lot of effort to squeeze some out.


“But I just bought some new ones on the way, so if your hand hurts, you can tell me.”


“Okay.”


When they entered the main hall, Molly showed her successful registration text and got two contest


cards.


She was designer number 16.


Arabella was assistant number 16.


They got into the main venue smoothly with the cards.


That was Molly’s first time in a place like that, “So many people and it’s so pretty.”


Arabella glanced at the sign, “This way.”


1–to–20 are in rest area A.


At that point, there were only a few designers and assistants in area A. As soon as Molly walked in, she


heard someone calling her name.


“Molly? What are you doing here?!”


Molly looked at the direction of the voice, just as unhappy, “Myra?”


“Such a big shot for a poor girl daring to come to a place like this.”


Myra, dressed in a fancy dress, walked up to Molly arrogantly, planning to pick a fight. But seeing


Arabella standing next to her, she could only awkwardly lower her raised


hand.


“You’re just here to lose!” Unable to touch them, Myra could only mock, “Don’t cry when you lose!”


“Pfft, the one who’ll be crying will be you.” Molly gathered her courage and retorted, “Someone who


doesn’t even understand design, how dare you participate in this


contest?”


“Me? Participate in this contest?” Myra laughed disdainfully, “Who told you I’m here to compete?”


“You’re not?” Molly looked at her, puzzled.


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