The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

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"You insist on having the kitchen prepare food for all three meals. Today, it's finally cin handy," Dora said with a smile. "I'll just

wait outside, then. Mr. Martin, Miss Serena, if you need anything, just holler."

Serena never imagined that during her unconscious spell, Martin would have the kitchen make her share, hoping she'd wake up.

At that moment, Martin scooped up a spoonful of broth, gently blew on it to cool it, and brought it to her lips.

Serena hadn't eaten in days, and with the first taste of the broth, she realized how wonderfully flavorful it was!

She had grown accustomed to the lavish feasts at the Collins household and couldn't remember the last ta simple bowl of

broth tasted so good.

Had the Collins family starved her for so long that she had forgotten the taste of plain food?

Or had she indulged in delicacies to the point where she had forgotten the straightforward flavor of broth?

Right then, she wanted another spoonful, and then another, and another.

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"Take it slow, there's more," Martin said, seeing her appetite return, his heart swelling with happiness. "If you like it, | can feed you

like this every couple of hours."

Soon, Serena had polished off the entire bowl.

Martin gently wiped her mouth with a napkin, "The doctor said you shouldn't eat too much at once. How about | feed you another

bowl in a little while?"

Serena wasn't full, but for the sake of her health, she nodded in agreement.

"How are you feeling now?" Martin asked softly, full of concern. "Did the broth warm you up a bit, give you senergy?"

"Where's my dad?" Serena suddenly asked, lifting her eyes. "Has he been in touch with you? | mean, my biological father, the

former butler of the Collins family—Erik."

Martin didn't expect this sudden question and his expression faltered.

"Has something happened to my dad?" Serena's mind raced. The Collins family had used her as a bargaining chip, demanding her

father reveal himself to save her. Had something bad happened to him?

Otherwise, why wouldn't he have shown up?

After all, what a father would abandon his own daughter.

"Serena, don't worry." Martin feared that the truth might be too much for her to handle.

"Just tell me." Serena grasped Martin's hand with her bandaged hand, refusing to let go despite the pain, "Has he fallen into the

hands of the Collins family?"

Finally, Martin stood, as if making a decision. "Wait here for me."

Serena, relentless, held on tight, unwilling to release his hand. "Tell me, has something dangerous happened to him?"

"He left something behind. I'll get it for you."

"Left behind?" The words struck Serena like a bolt from the blue. She could hardly believe it. Her mother, Martha, had recently

fallen to her death from an unfinished building, and now her father too?

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"What do you mean 'left behind'? What did the Collins family do to him?" Serena cried out, her emotions in tatters, clutching Martin

desperately, "Did they kill him?"

"No." Martin struggled to find the words. He had envisioned this scene countless times, but now that it was happening, he was still

reluctant to hurt her, "Just wait fora moment."

He brought Erik's old phone to Serena, "Your dad said that when you woke up and asked about him, | should just give you this

phone. Once you see what's inside, you'll understand. The password is your birthday."

Tears streamed down Serena's face.

She recognized her father's phone; back when he was still the butler, on one of his birthdays, the Collins parents had planned to

give him a hefty bonus and order a birthday cake, surprising him discreetly.

Her father had always looked after her, and she thought of him as a good butler.

So, using her own pocket money, she had casually bought him that phone.

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