The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1338

Chapter 1338

"Well, it's not Bess’ fault. Eunice has always been disrespectful, never put anyone in her sight,” Teresa didn't have much love for

that wild child either. Watching her graceful figure walk away, a flicker of disgust passed through her eyes.

"Looks like the relatives here are not the easy-going type." Arabella followed Eunice to the long dinner table.

Eunice handed her a cupcake. "Eat something first."

Arabella knew that her aunt was baiting the mole in their midst, certainly planning something to provoke the traitor into a rage,

losing their cool enough to attempt murder.

“We'll split up and search in a bit,” Eunice said, lifting her beautiful smile as if she were discussing the latest season's fashion

trends, not plotting a sting operation.

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“Okay; Arabella responded, lifting a gentle smile of her own.

At that moment, a flustered socialite rushed forward, grasping Eunice's hand, “Isn't this Eunice? You're still alive?"

Eunice recognized the voice and knew the woman was someone who feigned closeness in public but often badmouthed her behind

her back.

Smiling, she looked at the woman, "At my young age, how could it be my turn to die? Tiffany, how's you doing lately? Blood

pressure still sky-high? Is it because Dave's been out chasing skirts again?"

Mrs. Laurier couldn't help but interject, “What kind of talk is that? Tiffany was genuinely concerned about you, and you respond by

taking jabs at her. Men go out and fool around because there are too many loose women like you out there!"

“Enough, Mrs. Laurier. Eunice meant no harm,’ Tiffany said, her complexion souring.

"Which eye of Mrs. Laurier sawbeing loose? Was it when | was being ‘loose’ that you happened to witness with your very own

eyes?"

Mrs. Laurier was taken aback by her brazenness, “Everyone knows you've been delivered to the owner of Mafia Rock, and here you

are, still pretending in front of us. Only a fool like Bard would fall for your tricks!"

“Whether Bard was fooled byis none of Mrs. Laurier's business. You seem to have a lot to say, Mrs. Laurier.

But wasn't it when you were being ‘not so chaste’ that my people caught you red-handed? | wonder what Mr.

Laurier would think if he saw sof the videos | have "You're spouting nonsense!" Mrs. Laurier's face changed colors as if she

had been stepped on, warning, "Don't talk rubbish without evidence!"

That's when Arabella accidentally spilled her orange juice all over Mrs. Laurier's trailing gown.

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“I'm so sorry, | was just so engrossed in the conversation, | wasn't paying attention."

Mrs. Laurier hadn't expected the young girl next to Eunice to dare douse her with orange juice, "Who are you?"

"She's Kenneth and Louisa's daughter. Why, you want to take it up with them? You probably don't have their contact, but maybe |

should send them a quick video.” Eunice said with a smile.

Kenneth and Louisa’s daughter?

Mrs. Laurier's expression shifted. Had that girl grown up so much?

Although she looked somewhat unfamiliar, the facial features indeed bore a resemblance to Louisa.

And who didn't know that Kenneth and Louisa were famously doting parents?