The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1839

Chasel couldn't help but laugh when he thought about coaxing compliments from his brother Sean.

Sean was hoping for Chasel to na hundred of his virtues and to praise him, so that in return, he might consider putting in a

good word for Chasel in front of their sister. But in the next second, Chasel unexpectedly spoke up.

"Envious? Why would | be? Out of all the brothers, you're always the last to get a gift from sis. And let's not forget, we've got other

goodies, too. All you got was a loungewear."

"You've received other gifts?" Chasel’s words struck Sean like a bolt from the blue; he couldn't believe his scheming had backfired

so spectacularly. "What else did you get? Show me!"

Jealousy surged within Sean.

"Wanna know?" Chasel teased with a mischievous grin, "I'm not going to tell you."

As Chasel sauntered off toward the main house, Sean quickly followed, eager for more information. "Con, Chasel, what did she

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give you? We're brothers, man. You can't keep secrets like that from me!"

Inside the main house, the staff greeted Chasel with warm smiles. "Chasel."

"Where's Bella?" Chasel scanned the living room, but his sister was nowhere in sight.

"Miss Bella had lunch and went up to her room to rest," one of the servants informed him.

Chasel had hoped to catch up with his sister and present her with a small gift he'd picked up for her, but hearing she was resting,

he settled onto the couch to settle sscores with Sean.

"How did you bully sis before? Tellabout it. Look at your face, a bit run-down—have you been getting a good beating from Hans

these past few days?"

"That's nonsense. Hans has been treatingwell. Not even a hint of reproach!"

"Is that so, Hans?" Chasel's sudden question caught Sean off guard.

Sean flinched. No way, when did Hans stand behind him?

"No, | mean." He whipped around, but there was no one there. Chasel had duped him!

"Out with it then, where did you get hurt?" Chasel's tone was much friendlier than Hans' usually stern demeanor, almost like a

neighborly big brother.

Sean had barely sat down when Chasel playfully threw a punch his way. Sean grabbed his fist, "Chasel, I'm just healed up. If you

crack it open again, you'll have to explain that to Bella."

There it was again, hiding behind their sister's skirts.

"Hans gave you a beating that bad? To the extent that Bella had to step in? How badly were you hurt, your heart's broken?"

"Cut it out! My injury's got nothing to do with Hans. Just tellwhat Bella got you."

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"Spill the beans about what you did to Bella first. Also, what's with the big to-do at home?"

The brothers chatted away until Arabella, with her earphones on and tablet in hand, cdownstairs.

Their eyes lit up at the sight of her.

"Bella?"

Wasn't she supposed to be napping? It looked like she was enjoying stunes.

Even with her earphones on, Arabella heard them. She took them off and said, "Chasel, when did you get back?"

Sean's heart shattered when Arabella's first glance and first words were entirely toward Chasel.

"Just got here. You listening to music?" Chasel suddenly saw new gift ideas for his sister: a tablet and earphones!

With no one else around, Arabella confided, "I've been editing and extracting auof Erik from when he was at home."

That included the sounds of his illness, his coughing, his voice, and more.