The Princess and the Pauper

Chapter 109

If something’s up with their relationship, how can Miss Serena still laugh?

Can she even be in the mood to go buy afternoon tea?

“Miss Serena is only eighteen, already so successful, born with a silver spoon, and her fiancé is pretty

top–notch.”

“She’s way better than us in every aspect.”

“All right, all right, keep your voices down. If someone hears you, it’ll tarnish the company’s reputation!”

Arabella walked into the office; the assistant Dean had already laid out the food he had brought back

on a small table.

Thirteen dishes in total.

“Ms. Bennett, you’re here?” Dean lifted his head and respectfully said, “This is the food prepared for

lunch

Arabella looked at the food on the table, picked up the fish soup to smell it, then picked up a dish of

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The color and smell of it cooled her gaze a bit.

“Ms. Bennett, is the food still fresh?” Dean sensed Arabella’s dissatisfaction.

“Let’s go to the cafeteria.”

Seeing Arabella rushing towards the cafeteria, a few curious employees sneakily followed.

Arabella arrived at the cafeteria, and a dishwasher was washing dishes. Two chefs were resting in the

outdoor garden.

They saw Arabella, not knowing who she was, but seeing Dean following behind, they guessed her

identity.

It must be the new CEO who recently made the employees nervous – Ms. Bennett.

“Mr. Dean, is this Ms. Bennett?” One of the young chefs extinguished his cigarette on the sole of his

shoe and asked.

Seeing Arabella walk into the kitchen, Dean softly explained, “Ms. Bennett is just looking around. No

need to be nervous.”

When Arabella entered the kitchen, she saw it was dirty and messy. The young chef explained, “We

haven’t had time to clean up after cooking lunch. Usually, it’s very clean. Last week, government staff

came for inspection, and we got an A rating.”

“Call your manager.”

Hearing Arabella’s icy voice, the young chef was stunned and quickly said, “Our manager is usually not

here…”

“Then ask him to come over.” Arabella coldly said, “Immediately.”

“Yes…” The young chef was intimidated by Arabella’s aura and quickly called the manager.

Just a few minutes after the call was made, before the manager had even arrived, Oscar showed up.

“Ms. Bennett seems to have much free time, even coming to the kitchen.”

Oscar received the news and rushed over at top speed, seeing Arabella looking at the frozen meat in

the fridge.

“Ms. Bennett, did you forget? Our cafeteria has been outsourced to a catering company outside. Even

if inspection’s needed, it shouldn’t be done by our company’s people.” Oscar said with a smile.

“From a legal standpoint, the company is responsible for the outsourced cafeteria. Mr. Oscar, you’re

getting old, and if you don’t understand the law, it’s okay.”