The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

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In the painting, a strapping young lad was pushing a swing for a little girl, her two pigtails dancing in the air.

The girl on the swing was beaming with joy.

With the innocent strokes of a child, Serena scribbled the n"Serena" on the little girl's dress and jotted down "Hans" in wobbly

letters across the boy's shirt. Off to the side, Chase, Clark, Sean, and David were having a ball, kicking a soccer around the green

field.

The weather in the painting was gloriously sunny, the sun itself had a cheerful grin, the flowers seemed to be smiling, and the

faces of the people were alight with happiness.

A caption at the bottom declared: "A Happy Day."

This was a piece Serena had created back in kindergarten, a treasured keepsake not just for him, but for each "brother" who had

received their own unique scene. Those days were so simply beautiful.

Tucked away with this painting in the cabwere many other mementos.

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There was the red envelope she had fashioned from an A4 sheet of paper during the holidays, opened to reveal her drawings of

dollars and sketches of New Year's outfits, along with wishes for the new year.

Besides these, there were letters Serena had written to him, handmade birthday cards, including crafts.

The first suit and shirt she bought him when he started at the corporation.

He had kept everything pristine.

But now, as he looked at each item, flooded with memories, he ultimately tossed them all into the trash.

Meanwhile.

Sean had asked his help to wash and dry the clothes Bella had sent him with utmost speed. Fresh out of the shower, he slipped

into them immediately.

Eyeing himself in the mirror, he couldn't help but admire how much better his sister's designs looked on him compared to his old

haute couture - they were leagues ahead.

Pulling out his phone, he struck a pose and snapped a photo, about to send it to his sister when a knock cat the door.

"Who's there?"

Who would be knocking at his door this late?

The person outside didn't respond but knocked again, steadily and patiently.

Sean sent the photo to his sister, praising her design talent in the text, and opened the door, only to be greeted the next second by

a flying fist.

Reacting quickly, Sean caught the fist and exclaimed in surprise, "Hans?? When did you get back?"

Hans's face was stern, his tone icy, "Tto settle the score for messing with our sister."

No matter how brash Sean could be, he always toned it down a notch in front of Hans.

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"Hans, it's all a big misunderstanding. Sister spoilsrotten! Look, I'm even wearing the pajamas she sent me!"

Hans glanced and recognized the "trophy" Sean had flaunted to him earlier that day.

"Don't think that just because you've sweet-talked our sister, all the past grievances are wiped clean," Hans was still itching to

throw a punch.

Sean quickly grabbed his fist, pleading, "Hans, your timing couldn't be better. Tellwhat you think of these pajamas, huh?"

Hans gave him a disdainful once-over and didn't mince his words, "They're wasted on you."

"What do you mean! Don't you think these pajamas designed by our sister look as though they were tailor-made for me? They look

great, right?" Sean said, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips as he eyed Hans, "Don't tellyou've never received such a gift,

so..."

Hans's gaze turned frostier.

"No worries. I'll put in a good word for you with our sister, maybe she'll send you a couple of sets too. I'm the one with her on

Whatnow!"

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