Chapter 37


    Serena didn’t expect him to reject her, so directly.. Her heart ached, but she clung on to a faint hope. “I


    don’t have to go as your fiancee, I could go as a representative of the Collins family… Romeo, can I


    please apologize to grandpa?”


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    She looked at Romeo hopefully, wishing he’d say yes.


    But Romeo was icy, his gaze cold.


    “Only my fiancee can represent the Collins family.”


    His gaze was cold, his voice firm.


    “Romeo…Carl?”


    Serena couldn’t believe this manservant dared stop her!


    Before Arabe 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 Arabe…Romeo seemed different with


    her.”


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


    “You guys handle it.”


    Arabe went upstairs. She hadn’t expected to gain a fiance in the process of meeting her family,


    things were moreplicated than she’d thought. “Romeo…”


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


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


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


    “The game’s just begun. No one knows who wille out on top.” Martha patted her back, trying to be


    rational. “Arabe 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 typicaldy, while


    Arabe was just a vige 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.


    Arabe 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.


    “Arabe. Romeo’s voice was deep and maic. “I’m home.”


    Arabe asked automatically, “What’s up?”


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