The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1567

"That little witch, she's only good at playing dirty tricks!"

Alma thought, "I swear, once Serena's kicked to the curb by the Collins family, I'll make sure she won't live a comfortable life!"

Sitting in the front row, Arabella overheard the conversation and something clicked. Serena got a beatdown by Romeo's goons, and

could it be that Serena thought Alma was behind it, so she had Alma dealt with in the sfashion?

With that thought, she suddenly felt a twinge of pity for Alma, carrying the can for something Romeo did.

"Who did it, anyway?" Hannah asked.

"Just slittle witch. Don't worry, I'll make sure she regrets it!"

And with that, the feud between her and Serena was well and truly cemented.

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"You're so banged up, and yet here you are at David's concert with me, you're the best friend in the whole wide world." Hannah

gushed as she clung to Aima's arm, "I have such a crush on your cousin. Do you think I'll ever have a chance to be your cousin-in-

law?"

Overhearing from the front row, Arabella was speechless.

It wasn't that she wanted to eavesdrop on the conversation behind her, it was just that Hannah's excitement carried her voice right

over.

"Half the crowd here wants to be my cousin-in-law. What do you think?" Alma threw cold water on her without a second thought.

"Could you maybe takebackstage later to see him? | want his autograph, a photo!" Hannah wheedled, shaking Alma's arm.

"Look, my cousin's got a packed schedule, and he's going to be dead tired after this show. Don't bother him, let him rest up."

Alma certainly wasn't like Serena, pretending to be more than she was.

She and David were on good terms, but she wasn't about to lose face over something so trivial.

"If there's a family dinner coming up, like my parents' birthday or something, and if he shows up, I'll let you know in advance and

invite you over."

"Deal!" Hannah didn't see anything amiss with this arrangement. In fact, she was grateful Alma was willing to give her a chance.

Soon, the lights in the venue dimmed.

Maybe sensing their idol was about to take the stage, the crowd began to chant his nwith fervor, "David! David! David!"

For Arabella, it was her first concert, her first tfeeling such an electrifying atmosphere.

"David! David! David!"

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The uniform chanting focused a spotlight on the center stage, and there, rising slowly from below, was David in a crisp white

performance outfit, looking dashing and debonair. Once he stood firm, a series of stunning lights burst into action.

The fans screamed non-stop, waving their blue glow sticks in excitement, their voices deafening.

"David!"

"David, it's David!! David, I'm here! | cto see your concert!"

"David! David! | love you, David!"

Arabella's ears were filled with screams, and even the industry bigwigs sitting next to Romeo, though they didn't dare to scream

wildly, were equally excited, shouting David's nand vigorously shaking their glow sticks.

Among them were young female CEOs who had just inherited their companies, entertainment industry veterans, and prominent

female shareholders.