The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1756

"Lethandle this," Bard hoisted his sister into his arms, taking the stairs one by one.

"You okay to walk?" Eunice whispered to Kenneth.

Kenneth clutched his chest, gasping for air for what seemed like an eternity before he finally nodded through his tears. With a

shaky hand on the banister, he began his slow ascent.

As Serena watched his frail and despairing figure retreat, a twinge of conscience pricked her heart, and she was suddenly

consumed with regret.

What had she done to bring everything to this point.

Eunice gazed at the young woman before her. Her forehead, cheeks, and chin were covered in blood; her clothes were damp, her

hair a tangled mess, and her eyes, once vibrant, now dull with remorse. It seemed she truly comprehended her mistakes.

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"This family, from the start, has treated you as one of their own. If you hadn't done what you did, you'd be just as important to us

as before. In Kenneth and Louisa's eyes, you and Bella are their dear daughters. Bard and I, we've always seen you as our beloved

niece, and to your brothers, you're their cherished sister."

Eunice's casual words made Serena lift her tearful eyes in shock, as if she couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"But it's too late for any of that now." Eunice cut through her fantasies and aspirations with a cold finality. "Your whole family has to

pay for your mistakes."

"Auntie." Serena sobbed, trying to say more.

"Bella survived - that's her own doing. But that doesn’t absolve you of the consequences of your actions."

Eunice's indifferent figure continued up the stairs, leaving Serena crying out in desperation, "Auntie. please, one more chance, |

promise it's the last time."

She truly regretted her actions.

She longed to return to the past.

She wished she could turn back time.

The house staff dragged her down to the storage room in the basement.

Calling it a storage room was generous; it was nothing but a small space with a few scattered items, a stark contrast to the

luxurious princess room she was accustomed to.

She crashed to the floor, the shards of glass digging deeper into her palms and the back of her hands, the pain making her entire

body tremble.

The cut on her forehead throbbed, her jaw ached, and the bruises from her mother's blows - shoulders, arms, chest, back - all

ached in a way that cut her to the core.

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Tears streamed down Serena's face as she sat lost and broken, unsure of what to do next.

She had always harbored sresentment toward Eunice, feeling she favored Arabella. But after hearing Eunice's words, Serena

realized she had misunderstood her.

Eunice might have seemed cold and stern, but deep down, she cared.

And then there were her parents.

The memory of their disappointed, furious faces twisted her heart. She never imagined Erik and Martha would turn out to be her

biological parents, let alone that one would abandon her in a crisis, and the other would fall from the eighteenth floor. What was

she to do.

In the master bedroom.

Louisa wasn't sure how long she had been unconscious, her dreams haunted by the image of her daughter being slapped by

Martha. She shook her head, tears streaming down, before suddenly crying out—"No!”