Chapter 44
“You…”
This naughty boy, deliberately let him into trouble!
Arabe, standing by, briefly nced over and said with a smile, “No more meds needed, but you can’t
drink anymore.”
“Alright, alright.” Phillip nodded in agreement, “Arabe’s right.”
Brodie, who was also standing by, nodded repeatedly, “Ms. Arabe, I will definitely take good care of
Phillip from now on.”
Arabe, slightly helpless, corrected him gently, “Just call me Arabe.”
Romeo, smiling, changed the subject, “If you hadn’t teamed up with grandpa, how could he have
gotten drunk?”
“I promise I’ll never make that mistake again!”
“Right!”
Phillip suddenly remembered something, pulled out a delicate little wooden box, opened it to reveal a
gorgeous crown ne.
“This was one of the favorite pieces of jewelry of Romeo’s grandmother… She said that if one day
Romeo brings a girl home, this must be given to her.” The crown on the ne was made up of 999
top grade diamonds, looking extremely magnificent.
Arabe knew this ne had made headlines worldwide back in its day, because it was made of
top–grade diamonds and designed by a top–notch designer. Back in that era, such a ne cost
three hundred million!
Now, the value of this ne had gone up even more.
“Such a precious gift, I can’t ept…”
Arabe was refusing, when she heard Phillip say, “This is the greeting gift from Romeo’s grandmother
to her future daughter–inw, you must ept! If she was here, she’d surely put it on you herself…”
Mentioning his wife, Phillip suddenly seemed a bit sorrowful.
Arabe noticed he looked quite sad, and couldn’t help but turn to look at Romeo.
Romeo exined lightly, “A few years ago, grandma had a car ident and has been in aa
since.”
Though she was alive, it was no different from being dead.
Couldn’t move, couldn’t speak, had no sense of pain…
Even though they had invited many famous doctors, none could cure grandma’s condition.
“Romeo, you put it on Arabe.”
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Hearing this, Arabe felt a little moved.
“Alright Phillip, let’s not talk about this today since Miss Arabe is here.” Brodie feared that the old
man would be too sad and his condition would
worsen.
“Yes, Arabe’s here, let’s not talk about this!” Phillip managed another smile.
“Come, let me put it on for you.” Romeo took out the ne and leaned closer to Arabe.
Arabe could smell the faint fragrance on him. She wanted to refuse, but seeing the old man’s
expectant eyes and remembering his words just now, she couldn’t bring herself to reject him.
“You look great.” Romeo looked at Arabe’s face. Her features were delicate, her eye’s bright, and the
gorgeous crown hung on her slender white neck, as if it was tailor–made for her.
“It suits you.” Romeo raised his eyebrows, his eyes as gentle as water.
“If only your grandma could see all this.”
Arabe replied, “If things remain stable, then it can be done in three more days.”