The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

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Chapter 1118 Neither on Christmas Eve nor on Christmas did she receive a gift from her uncle.

Considering all the shopping her uncle did with Arabella, she was trying to manage not to feel aggrieved.

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But did recognizing his biological niece mean that he could abandon her, his adopted niece whom he had cared for eighteen years, once and for all? She heard from the maid that her brothers even sang and danced for Arabella.

Not to mention the others, even Hans, it was totally out of character for him! What kind of magic did Arabella possess, to change Hans so completely that he's willing to do such foolish things! How did she do it?? That mom and dad would don Santa suits to amuse Arabella didn't surprise her at all.

Yet her uncle, usually so dignified, was willing to go along with it.

She was so jealous, so angry!!! At the dinner table, Arabella said, "I'm full. You quys enjoy." "Dont, don't go.” David grabbed the hem of her dress, "The concert | invited you to is in four days. You'll come, right?" “Let go, don't ruin her dress!" Clark swatted David's hand away, "What's so great about your lousy concert? Bella could learn more by studying in the lab." "It's called warming up, RAP dopamine, not lousy!" David corrected him, "And if this dress can be ruined so easily, it must be the material!" “Bella, he's saying the material of the dress you designed isn't good." Chasel deliberately added fuel to the fire.

“What? Bella designed this?" David's eyes widened as he took a closer look, "I knew it. How could there be such a beautiful dress, from the moment | saw this dress. | knew, the person who designed it must be very talented, very assertive, very creative." "Well, isn't this a lively scene." At that moment, a melancholy voice cfrom outside the door.

Everyone looked towards the voice, their expressions a mix of surprise and disbelief.

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"Serena, how cyou're here?" Before David could finish his sentence, Serena put on a smile and retorted, "Why, should | not be here? Did my presence spoil the fun?" “What David meant was, you didn't give us a heads up. | could have sent a car for you." Sampson immediately ordered someone, "Bring an extra chair and set of utensils. Serena, you haven't had dinner right? Cjoin us." Serena's gaze scanned everyone in the room, finally landing on Arabella.

Arabella’s eyes were as calm as ever, no surprise, no unease, just looking at her peacefully.

For the first tin her life, Serena didn't put on a show in front of everyone, didn't sweetly call out "Bella", because she didn't feel the need to humble herself before Arabella anymore.

The maid brought a chair. Serena sat down, pouring herself a glass of wine.

“Serena.” Sampson was about to stop her from drinking.

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