The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1579

Like a treasure trove shrouded in mystery, it seemed to hold countless gems, each capable of delivering a tremendous jolt of awe

when brought into the light.

"Isn't that Summer?" Julian's ears perked up at the familiar female voice. Glancing again at Hans' phone screen, he exclaimed, "It

really is her! David is a legend for snagging her."

"Is she that hard to get?" Hans asked quietly.

"Super tough. There was this pop sensation who wanted her as a special guest for his concert, offering a whopping five million for

just one song. But Summer flat-out rejected him, didn't even entertain the offer."

Julian's eyes were fixed on the phone as he spoke. "She never collaborates with anyone; this is a first."

He thought to himself that David must have shelled out a pretty penny, at least ten million, right? How else could he have swayed

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the diva?

"Not just anyone can get her." Julian added, "Clearly, she respects David's clout."

Hans couldn't help but smirk. How could she not respect her own brother? Probably didn't take a dand just did it to back her

brother. Their little sister was too kind, too brilliant, just too good to him.

Chasel was out on a mission when he received a message from his father that left him astounded. His sister was Summer? How

had he not known?

Alone, he quickly tuned into the live stream and saw David performing a duet with a dazzling, radiant girl. Those eyes - they were

unmistakably Bella's!

He couldn't believe his sister, who sang so beautifully and was even more famous than David, was their little princess.

What had their family done to deserve such a gem?

After hacking into a system, Clark was about to enjoy a coffee break when a Whatnotification from his father nearly made him

spit out his drink.

He opened the concert live stream and saw his sister and David singing the song "Angel" together.

His sister had surpassed him in medicine, outdone him in hacking, and now she was eclipsing David in singing.

She was truly a sight to behold.

In the audience, Hannah was frantically waving her glow stick, chanting non-stop, "Summer! Summer!"

Alma's face had turned a shade of sour that could curdle milk.

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The seat next to Romeo was vacant as he fondly recorded the mysterious guest on stage with his phone. Her gaze, silhouette,

poise - all reminiscent of Arabella.

Who else could it be but Arabella?

Alma was blindsided. Arabella, with such a formidable identity as an internationally acclaimed singer.

How could she master so much, stand at the pinnacle of every field?

"Alma! | just adore her!" Hannah shouted excitedly into Alma's ear, "It's her first tperforming with another singer, it's thrilling!"

Alma's smile was frozen. She was still reeling from the shock.

"Aren't you a fan of her music? Or are you just starstruck?" Hannah grabbed Alma's hand, urging her to wave her glow stick. Alma

herself used to listen to Summer's music and even said she'd love to meet Summer for an autograph and photo if she ever got the

chance.

Little did she know, Arabella was Summer.