The Princess and the Paupers

Chapter 693
Before Arabella could speak, Phillip spoke up, “I know what you’re planning to do, and I’m all for it. Go for it. Let’s see who dared
to stop you.”
His last sentence was meant for Mr. Winters.
Mr. Winters was so angry that his face turned red, ready to snatch the phone away.
“Grandpa.” Arabella’s voice came from the other end of the phone. “I called you today to ask if Mr, Winters came to see you. Is
he there with you?” “Why are you asking this?”
“Turn on the speakerphone, and I have something to say.”
Although Phillip
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lip didn’t want the two of them to talk directly, he had no choice but to reluctantly press the speaker button since Arabella
requested it. “Here’s the thing. Romeo’s dad was pushed into the swimming pool by Mr. Winters back then, and I’ve found an
eyewitness.”
Upon hearing this, Phillip’s eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at Mr. Winters.
Mr. Winters looked taken aback, “You’re talking nonsense. First you framed Noreen and Enid. Now you want to frame me.”
Arabella, “At the time, Mr/Winters didn’t immediately save him. Instead, it was his driver who noticed and quickly jumped in to
save Romeo’s dad.”
Arabella, “There were no cameras near the pool. No one saw it. The driver probably wanted to protect the child, so he told Mr.
Winters, pretending to be the ‘life–saving benefactor‘ to take advantage of the McMillian family. There was no need to harm such
a small child. After the driver left through a side door, only Mr. Winters and Romeo’s dad were left by the pool. By then, Romeo’s
dad had passed out. After some consideration, Mr. Winters called for help, attracting a crowd. So, everyone thought he saved
Romeo’s dad, but that wasn’t the case.”

Mr. Winters‘ face was getting increasingly sullen. He said agitatedly, “You’re so young, spinning tales as if you saw it all yourself!
Is it that the McMillian family doesn’t want to repay my life–saving favor, so you helped them make up such a cunning excuse?
You said there were no cameras near the pool.”
“Elsie, yes, that’s right, there was a servant named Elsie back then.” Phillip suddenly remembered. His eyes were red, and he
looked at Mr. Winters angrily and trembling, “So, the one who really pushed my son into the pool was you.”
Mr. Winters was a bit flustered, “Your son said himself that he slipped and fell into the pool. What does that have to do with me?”
Phillip, “He was only four years old at the time! He fell into the water, choked on water, fainted, and then had a fever for three
days. Of course, he has no memory of how he fell! How would he know someone pushed him!”
Phillip moved forward step by step, saying angrily, “You actually did something like this to a four–year–old kid. Over the years,
you’ve taken advantage of the McMillian family, under the guise of being a life–saving benefactor! You’re worse than a beast!”