The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella and Romeo) novel Chapter 522

At that moment, Arabella shot Alberto a glance, her expression practically shouting: Granny likes it, she thinks you’re really thoughtful.

Alberto grinned, clearly pleased.

“I’m going to go grab the cake, you guys chat,” Arabella washed her hands and took the cake out of the box.

The cake was adorable, a smiling granny surrounded by a ring of peaches with various fruits as decorations, and the words 'Longevity and Health' were written on top.

Alberto had started making that before dawn, under the guidance of a few pastry chefs. Though he wasted quite a bit of ingredients, he finally managed to make a decent-looking cake.

Grace couldn’t figure out who made it. She laughed and asked, “Bella, did you make this? It's so pretty!”

She knew that her granddaughter was a whizz at baking.

However, Arabella gave a little smile, “I didn't make it this time.”

She couldn’t pull off something this professional. The cake was filled with Alberto’s feelings for Grace.

“Did you light the candles?”

Arabella placed a '70' candle on the cake, to which Alberto quickly replied, “Let me do it! I have a lighter.”

Seeing him pull out a lighter from his pocket, Grace looked surprised, “I didn’t think you smoked?”

“Right.”

Because Grace once mentioned she disliked the smell of smoke, Alberto hadn’t touched a cigarette in decades.

He lied calmly, “Bella asked me to get it from downstairs.”

Grace glanced at the brand of the lighter. It wasn't something he could buy at a regular convenience store.

Catching her look, Alberto quickly added, “But I was afraid they wouldn’t have it downstairs, so I borrowed one from one of my guys.”

That cleared up the air, Grace put her doubts aside.

Arabella knew that this lighter was specially purchased by Alberto, just so he could personally light the candles at this moment.

“I’ll pull the curtains.”

In the flickering candlelight, Alberto sneakily glanced at Grace’s radiant face, the face he’d been missing, and finally got a chance to see today.

Back when Grace's husband was alive, he would see her under the disguise of business dealings, and if luck was on his side, he’d even catch a glimpse of Grace.

But since Grace's husband passed away, he hadn't seen Grace alone after attending the funeral.

After years of her absence from his sight, Grace's bone-deep elegance made her even more womanly.

Tears welled up in Alberto’s eyes. If it wasn’t for Bella’s invitation, he’d have to send his well-wishes to Grace from far away.

“Make a wish!” After singing the birthday song, Alberto gently prompted her.

Grace closed her eyes to make a wish, then blew out the candles.

Amidst the applause, Grace cut the cake into several pieces.

“You can only have a little bit,” Arabella reminded her.

“Alright, alright, I’m already satisfied with just a taste!” Grace took a bite.