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The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1380
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Chapter 1380

Serena hung her head low, "It's all my fault. | promise I'll change."

"Serena, I've watched you grow up, and | know you're a good kid at heart," Eunice said, looking at the girl before her and offering

quidance. "lI won't bore you with a sermon, but now that Bella has cback to this family, | hope you two can live in harmony. Be

polite when you speak to her. She is your elder sister after all."

Serena nodded, “I understand. I'll try."

“There's another thing | need to criticize you for” Eunice continued.

Serena, who had just started to relax, tensed up once more.

“| saw you, dragging your grandpa out for a walk and having the staff take pictures. If I'm not mistaken, you started running with

him to make the pictures look better, didn't you?"

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Fear flashed across Serena's face. "Aunt Eunice, please, letexplain. | know it was wrong. | just wanted to take more photos with

grandpa as keepsakes."

“Your grandpa just had surgery. Bella just saved his life, and here you are, playing around. What if something dangerous had

happened? It wouldn't just be on you. How would your uncle and | explain this to the rest of the farnily? After all, he fell while he

was in our care."

Eunice was known for her straightforwardness. ‘I know kids your age love to post on Facebook, but you can't disregard your

grandpa's health for sonline likes. It was so cold, even from a distance, | could see him hunched over from the chill."

In truth, Serena had also noticed her grandpa shivering from the cold, but she had hoped he could endure a little longer for the

sake of the pictures, even though she herself was shivering.

“Also, about the birthday party last night, | didn't take you because it was a setup, a trap. You have no idea what Bella and | went

through. It's not something you could have handled"

Upon hearing this, Serena suddenly felt there was more to last night's party than she had known. Why did her aunt think she

couldn't handle it, yet Arabella could?

“Bella has been through a lot and has made many sacrifices for our family. You don't have to be best friends, but at the very least,

you should treat each other with respect. If you can't even manage basic courtesy, then why bother living under the sroof?"

Serena lifted her eyes, looking at her aunt in astonishment.

"lI won't say anymore. Bella has finally cback to this family, and like everyone else, | don't want her to be mistreated again.

Think about what I've said."

With that, Eunice turned and left, bumping into Bard as she exited the tea room.

Bard had just finished applying medicine to his father, who had fallen asleep. Remembering his wife was waiting outside, he went

to find her.

He hadn't expected to walk into the middle of a conversation between his wife and his niece, having overheard everything from the

tea room.

He motioned for his wife to talk somewhere more private, away from the tea room. Once they were alone, Bard asked in a low

voice, “What's going on?"

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Eunice succinctly recounted the events, leaving Bard in disbelief. When had Serena becso evil?

Was it her dragging Darren out for a walk in sub-zero weather just for a Facebook photo? Was it her causing both of them to fall

and then instructing the staff to keep quiet about it? Was it her disrespect towards Arabella, the underhanded tactics?

Bard suddenly felt as if his niece had beca stranger.

Was it because they hadn't been in touch for so long, or was this who she truly was deep down?

"We'll have to keep a closer watch," Eunice said. “Even though we're just her aunt and uncle and shouldn't interfere too much, if

Serena refuses to mend her ways, her presence is not good for Bella. It might be better to set her up in her own place. She's

eighteen now, an adult."

Bard nodded, seeing the sense in his wife's words.

Kenneth and Louisa had cherished Serena like their own daughter for eighteen years, and the love and effort they had invested

was not something that could be easily dismissed with a few words.