The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

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Chapter 455 Beverly said with a grin, “I'm telling you straight,” Just then, a middle-aged man cout of the restroom, looking sharp and classy. His eyes widened when he saw Arabella, as if he didn’t expect her to show up so soon.

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“Bella, letintroduce you. This is your uncle,” said Louisa, stepping forward. “Lucas, this is Arabella.” Lucas Collins immediately broke into a smile, greeting her warmly. “Well, pf course she’s Bella! You're a spitting image of your mom!” “I always say Bella's beauty outshines her mom's. Look at her eyebrows, her features, her aura,” Beverly chimed in, singing Arabella’s praises.

“Hi, Uncle,” Arabella greeted him politely.

“Hey there! Glad to see you finally back home. You must've had it rough out there. Don’t worry; from now on, we've got your back. If you need anything, just holler! We're all family now, and we're here to look out for you!” Thanks, Uncle,” Arabella said, then gave Beverly a glance, “and thank you, Auntie.” “This kid's got manners!” Lucas chuckled. “I heard you're not just a whiz kid but also a pro at running a company. That deserves sreward!” With that, Lucas pulled out a bank card he had prepared. “Just a little reward from us. Welchome. The PIN’s six zeros go on, splurge a little!” Arabella was speechless. Another bank card? Why was everyone in this family so keen on handing her bank cards? “You guys got her a present and a bank card,” said Louisa, her heart warmed by the attention lavished on Arabella.

“The bank card is our way of welcoming Bella back home, a small token from us. The present is for acing her exams,” Lucas explained, offering the bank card.

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But Arabella stepped back, saying politely, “Thanks, Uncle, but | really don’t need the card.” “Look at her, still playing coy with me!” Lucas laughed, looking at Beverly.

Beverly quickly stepped in, stuffing the card into Arabella’s pocket. “This is from us; just take it! It's not a fortune, just a little something. If you don’t, we'll be up all night worrying!” Arabella started to refuse, but her mom cut in, “Just accept their gift, honey!” After all, they weren't short on cash, and they liked showing their affection with money. If she didn’t let them, they'd definitely be tossing and turning all night.

Arabella sighed inwardly. Watching Beverly tuck the card into her pocket and then give her a warm smile, she thanked them again.

“You silly goose, there’s no need for formalities with family!” Beverly said, then checked her watch. “Where on earth is Alma?” She glanced at Arabella, as if to explain, “She ran into a friend here earlier and went to say hi. It's been 20 minutes, and she’s still not back. I'll give her a ring.” “No need; let her chat with her friend. It's fine,” Louisa said quickly.

“But Bella's here, and the food's almost ready. We can’t keep everyone waiting for her, can we?” Beverly retorted, pulling out her phone to dial Alma’s number.

The next second, a melodious ringtone sounded from the doorway. The handle jiggled, and the door swung open.

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