Chapter 1878


    "Alright, everyone, cut it out," Arabe said with a tone that was half amusement and half exasperation,


    her gaze sweeping over her brothers before settling on Sean. "We can''t leave just yet. The Velvet


    Royale hasn''t been sorted, and we''re still one outfit short frompletion."


    It dawned on Sean then: How could he have forgotten about the Velvet Royale! He wondered if the


    staff downstairs had found it.


    "What''s this Velvet Royale ?" Hans and Chasel asked in unison.


    Was their little sister in trouble?


    Why hadn''t she told them?


    Just then, Sean''s phone rang, and his voice brightened with a hint of joy, "Found it? Has it been


    delivered to QY? Good, well done."


    After hanging up, he turned to Arabe and said, "The Velvet Royale''s been located, I''ve had it sent to


    QY already."


    "Thanks, Sean," Arabe replied promptly, "I’m going to check on it."


    "I''lle with you!"


    As Sean dutifully followed Arabe, Hans, Chasel, and rk exchanged puzzled looks. There seemed


    to be something going on between those two that the rest of them weren''t privy to.


    When did Sean and Arabe get so close, sharing secrets that even they, her older brothers, didn''t


    know about?


    Sean apanied Arabe to QY, and that''s when he really understood the magnitude of the empire


    his sister had built. More importantly, she was incredibly well-liked; wherever she went, respect and


    affection were readily offered.


    This kind of respect and affection wasn''t the fearful and timid kind from subordinates to a boss, it felt


    more like the warmth between friends.


    "President Arabe, long time no see!"


    "President Arabe, so d you could make it! You''ve gotten even more beautiful!"


    "Hello, President Arabe, and who is this gentleman?"


    Arabe introduced Sean with ease, and when they reached the production floor, Jaime, upon seeing


    Arabe overseeing the operations, quickly approached, "President Arabe."


    He stopped mid-sentence when he noticed Mr. Sean trailing behind her.


    The legendary tough Mr. Sean seemed so well-behaved behind his sister.


    It was as if he had be another person.


    "Hello, Mr. Sean?" Jaime greeted him with a smile.


    "Don''t mind me, carry on with your work," Sean said, taking a tour around QY. The ce was massive,


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    spanning ten floors, each specializing in different products. For instance, one floor was dedicated to


    hat-making, another to shoes.


    The floor where Arabe stood was reserved for top-tier VIPs only, and the awaited Velvet Royale had


    just arrived.


    Watching Arabe attend to every detail with such dedication, Sean swore not for the first time to


    himself that he would make sure his sister suffered less, worked less hard in the future.


    "Mr. Sean, your coffee has gone cold, allow me to get you a fresh cup," Jaime offered, bringing him a


    new tea and some snacks.


    "Help my sister instead, I''m fine here, no need to fuss over me," Sean said, handing the tea Jaime


    brought for him to Arabe, "Be, have a drink, you''ve been at it for so long without a break."


    After sipping the tea, Arabe said, "I''ll go check the finished garments in the inspection room for any


    issues. Wait here for me."


    Even after three quality checks, since these were garments for a princess, Arabe wanted to


    personally ensure everything was perfect.


    While waiting, Sean took out his phone and texted Ophelia.


    [When Be''s busy like this, how can I help her?]


    Soon after, Ophelia replied, [Don''t disturb her. That''s the best help you can give.]


    [Oh.] Sean texted back, a little deted, before adding, [Did you get home alright?]