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The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1144
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Chapter 1144 After a lengthy explanation, Arabella finally nodded in understanding. "Got it, I'll take a look at it in a couple of days." She planned to return to her hcountry after Christmas, to work on Carol's antidote with Grandpa Beck.

The poison in Carol's body was acting up more frequently now.

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Each occurrence was a bone-chilling torment.

She didn't have much tleft to wait.

As for Grandpa's situation, there was still sleeway.

Once Serena returned to her room, she couldn't shake off the thought that her grandmother had started to favor Arabella since the robot explosion incident.

If such a dangerous event could happen again.

If given the chance, she would definitely impress her grandma! An hour later.

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The maid pulled back the curtains in Belinda's bedroom. Serena had already prepared a bowl of oatmeal porridge in the kitchen.

She brought it to her grandmother, grinning from ear to ear. "Grandma, letfeed you sbreakfast." "Serena, haven't you taken your midday nap?” Belinda was a bit surprised to see her.

"I'm not sleepy." Serena replied with a sweet smile. "I just learned how to make this online, not sure if it'll taste good." "You went and cooked yourself.” Belinda chuckled. "You could have asked the maid." “| wanted to do it myself." Serena insisted, grinning playfully. "Finally, | can serve my grandma. | can't pass up such a rare opportunity." Belinda laughed at her antics.

"Grandma, you don't know how happy | was when | saw you wake up." "Seeing you makeshappy too, dear." "Why don't you give it a taste?" Serena spooned a bit of the porridge to Belinda’s mouth.

Being pampered by her granddaughter, who had grown up and matured, Belinda was moved. She nodded approvingly. "Delicious, so flavorful." “Getting praised by you really makes all the effort worth it" “Did you spend the whole afternoon in the kitchen?" Belinda felt a pang of guilt. “You should rest more when you have toff." "Lmisspoke, it wasn't the whole afternoon, just a short while. Because | was so excited about the end result, the process felt especially meaningful and brief." Serena fed her another spoonful, smiling. "If Grandma likes it, I'll make more. Not just oatmeal porridge, anything you want to eat, | can learn how to make." Belinda laughed heartily. "You've becquite the sweet talker." “That's because | haven't seen or talked to you in so long, so | might be a little cheesy" After feeding her a bowl of porridge, Serena snuggled up to her grandmother.

"Grandma, promiseyou won't get sick anymore. | wish you could be healthy, just like when you used to takeout for walks." Belinda gently patted her back. "Alright, | promise | won't get sick anymore." Serena beamed and extended her little pinky. "Pinky promise?" Belinda laughed again. "You really never grow up, do you?" After the pinky promise, Serena hugged her grandma again, looking content. "Grandma, can | take you out for a walk?" The maid couldn't help but suggest, “Madam just woke up, maybe it's better to wait until later.”