The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1339

Chapter 1339

The Collins were known to treat their daughter like a princess, spoiling her with every whim and fancy.

"You just wait!" Mrs. Laurier fumed, her skirts billowing tically as she stormed off.

Tiffany wanted to call her back but felt powerless; she could only turn to Eunice. “Eunice, you usually play your pranks, and | chalk

it up to Bard spoiling you rotten. But today is Arlen's birthday. Can't you at least save face for his friends? If you cause a scene, it

won't look good for either side."

“Thanks for the heads-up, Tiffany, replied Eunice with a smirk. "I also have a video of Dave. Do you want to see it?"

Tiffany's face flushed with anger as she clicked away in her heels.

Arabella, nearby, couldn't help but smile. "Why can't they just take a hint? They've probably never managed to get the better of

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you, and now they're just asking for trouble."

“Speople are just full of themselves, thinking they're invincible,” Eunice said elegantly, finishing her champagne. “I'm going to

take a walk outside."

“Sure,” Arabella said, watching her leave. She grabbed a quick bite from the table and was about to leave when a girl suddenly

cup close, pretending to be bumped by Arabella's shoulder, dropping her cupcake on the floor.

“Arabella!” Rose exclaimed, her voice filled with anger. "It was bad enough you bulliedyesterday, but today, on Arlen's

birthday, he just wanted a taste of that mint chocolate chip cupcake, and you can't even grant him that small pleasure! What is

your problem?"

The other guests couldn't help but look over. Speaking was Rose Griffith, the cherished granddaughter of Calvin and Bess. Their

eyes then drifted to the girl opposite her. She was beautiful but somewhat unfamiliar.

"Think you can do whatever you want just because you're Kenneth and Louisa's daughter?” Rose deliberately made her identity

known.

The crowd had a moment of realization. She's Kenneth and Louisa's daughter? They hadn't seen her for years, and she'd grown up

so lovely, resembling Louisa.

Though her temperament seemed troublesome.

“Are you brain-damaged?" Arabella was too tired to argue. “Look up. What do you see in the corner?"

At events like this, there were always cameras.

Rose had anticipated the surveillance argument. “Fine, since you won't admit it, let's check the tapes. If it turns out you bumped

intofirst, | expect an apology in front of everyone here!"

Arabella saw Rose's confidence and smiled faintly. "Seems you've erased the footage."

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Rose was caught off quard by her quick assumption, a flicker of guilt crossing her face before she composed herself and retorted,

"I'm right in front of you. How could | erase it?"

At that moment, Bess walked over on cue. "Rose, what's all this about?"

"Grandma, don't worry about it. This is a personal matter between us. Since she won't respect Arlen or any of the elders here, |

have to stand up for myself. Someone, check the surveillance footage!"

The crowd of onlookers grew, and Arabella watched Rose's charade with a bored expression. True to form, a servant pretended to

panic, "Rose, the footage from 11 minutes ago has mysteriously disappeared”

"How could it be missing?" Rose turned to Arabella, accusingly saying, "Did you bump intoand, out of fear of being exposed,

have someone delete it? Oh, | remember now, you cwith your aunt today. Did you ask her to delete it?"

Arabella looked on, almost nostalgic for the days of Yolanda, who, at the very least, slandered with a bit more skill than Rose's

lackluster performance.

Before the crowd could react, Arabella lazily restored the surveillance footage and projected it onto the large screen for all to see.