The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

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Chapter 1367

"No need to rush the clock!"

Serena pushed against the door, matching her strength against Arabella’s, but it was clear she was no match.

Arabella easily held her ground, her effortless stance a stark contrast to Serena's strained efforts to open the door.

"Do you really have to be like this?” Serena glared at Arabella, frustration evident in her voice. “I just want to talk to Grandpa.

What are you so afraid of?"

"Afraid?" Arabella arched a perfectly sculpted eyebrow. "Shouldn't you be the one whos afraid?"

“What do | have to be afraid of?" Serena retorted, her voice tinged with defensiveness even as she tried to turn the tables. "You're

just scared that Grandpa and | will bond, and he'll end up likingmore than you, right?"

Arabella couldn't help but laugh. “Do you think I'm afraid of that?"

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Just then, a weary voice called from the room.

“Bella, what are you doing out there?"

Arabella raised her voice slightly, "Grandpa, Serena wants to see you. She says she has something to tell you."

“Just send her back. We'll talk tomorrow.” Darren's voice sounded tired. "Chere to me, Bella"

Arabella shot Serena a look and closed the door.

Left standing outside the door, Serena was stunned. She hadn't expected that overnight, Grandpa would cto rely on Arabella

even more.

He preferred Arabella's company over hers. She was his granddaughter of eighteen years!

Was it simply because Arabella shared his blood that he could erase all the affection he had shown Serena over those years?

Serena clenched her fists, convinced that Arabella must be playing foul!

She knew a thing or two about medicine, surely she must've used ssort of hypnotic trick, making everyone in the family

biased, making them all like her!

How despicable!

A draft blew in through the slightly opened window, sending a shiver down Serena's spine. She suddenly remembered she had left

her thick robe in her room, and angrily she stormed off to retrieve it.

Arabella went to Darren's side and continued with the acupuncture, "Just two more needles, and then you'll be able to get a good

night's rest."

"l just couldn't catch my breath earlier, my head was pounding, and | was so irritable. A few pricks from you, and | feel much

better.” Lying in bed, Darren was think of the events of the evening.

"Don't think about tonight anymore, Grandpa. Right now, you just need to relax and get ssleep, Arabella said as she inserted

the needles. "In a couple of days, Grandma is going to cvisit. She'll worry if she finds you looking weak and listless."

"Really?" A spark of surprise and joy lit up Darren's eyes. "She said that to you? She's coming to see me?"

Since waking up that evening and being whisked away to Arlen's birthday bash by Bard, he hadn't had a chance to speak with his

wife.

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“Don't believe me, Grandpa? You can call Grandma tomorrow and ask her yourself; Arabella smiled. "She'll be thrilled to hear your

voice."

"I'll call her first thing in the morning. It's been too long since I've seen her"

To be honest, he missed her terribly.

Since falling ill, he and his wife had been forced to live apart, seeking treatment in different places.

"Just remember, Grandpa, your recovery is still fragile. No extremotions when you talk to her tomorrow,"

Arabella cautioned.

“Alright, alright. Darren chuckled, already feeling better.

After Arabella finished with the acupuncture, she tidied away the needles and placed a sachet on his bedside table. "This will help

soothe and induce sleep. You rest up, and I'll cto check on you tomorrow."

“Thank you, dear. You've been such a help.” Darren's eyes were heavy with sleep, and it wasn't long before he drifted off into

slumber.

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