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The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1473
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[Con, everyone has a birthday. If you try to blackmail Bella with that, | swear I'll make a wish at my birthday bash to stop her

from taking over your legacy.]

Was it really necessary to be that harsh?!?

Meanwhile, at the other side.

Serena, paralyzed with fear, hadn't even cdown for lunch. The help had to bring her meal to her room.

When Eunice reached the door, she heard from the staff that Serena's hands were trembling so badly that she could barely hold

her cutlery.

She looked like she was still reeling from last night's ordeal.

"Serena," Eunice knocked on the door and without waiting for a response, she pushed it open, "I'm coming in."

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Hearing Eunice's voice, Serena looked up with anxious eyes and uttered timidly, "Aunt Eunice."

"Still not over it?" Eunice asked as she entered, finding Serena curled up on an armchair, her feet not even daring to touch the

floor. The fear in her eyes seemed genuine.

"It's so dark in here. Why don't you let ssunshine in?" Eunice walked over to the window and drew back the curtains.

The sound of the curtains sliding sent a shiver through Serena, and as the sunlight streamed in, she squinted, finding it almost

blinding and unreal.

Eunice sat down on the sofa opposite her and, noticing the untouched meal on the table, asked casually, "Not hungry?"

“Yeah.” Serena just hugged her knees tighter, her long hair cascading down and framing her overtly startled face.

"What's up with the kitchen staff? Knowing you had such a scare last night, yet they cooked up this bloody mess. Blood sausage,

and what's with the black sesseeds sprinkled on these egg whites? They look like dead men’s eyeballs."

At the sight, Serena's fear intensified.

Eunice watched her reaction and continued, "Serena, tell me, do people die with their eyes open or closed?"

Serena looked at Eunice, alarmed, "Aunt Eunice, | don't understand what you mean by that."

"Nothing. Just making conversation. It's just that | happened to notice these eyeballs, oh, | mean these egg whites. Don't overthink

it," Eunice smiled gently and sweetly.

But Serena couldn't bear to look any longer.

"Serena, dear, if you remember anything about last night, you letknow." Eunice spoke softly, "I've had people looking into it,

but no leads so far. You know | don't take kindly to threats. Remember when you were a kid and someone pulled your hair, and

pushed you down? | gave that bully a piece of my mind. You know my temperament.”

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Serena eyed the stylish woman with the short hair and red lips. Her voice was soft, her smile beautiful, but Serena could sense an

underlying warning in her words.

"In business, I'm the sway. I'm willing to give my competitors a chance, but if they don't appreciate it, well, let's just say they

won't get a second one," Eunice's smile grew even more enchanting.

Yet Serena dared not meet her eyes.

"I've said before, Bella finally cback to this family, and | just want to make things right for her. She nearly had an accident on

my turf, someone tried to have her killed. If | find out who's behind it, what do you think | should do? Expose their deeds for all to

see, let them rot in jail for life, or maybe just chop them up and feed them to the fish?"

Serena couldn't quite fathom the woman before her. She was the epitof elegance and intellect, but her words sent chills down

Serena's spine.

"Serena, you've been at Dawnstar for a while now, and we haven't had a proper sit-down chat. You're leaving soon. Is there

anything you'd like to tell me?"