The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1578

Sitting in the front row of the audience, Romeo couldn't believe that the lady on stage was actually Summer, his gaze instantly

softened.

No wonder she insisted he stay to record the performance. She wanted to capture the moment of sharing the stage with her

brother.

He pulled out his smartphone, a smile playing on his lips, and hit the record button.

He had thought she knew someone like Ms. Kiki or Summer and had managed to convince them to be the closing guest on such

short notice. But it turned out, she herself was Summer, the enigmatic persona that had everyone's head spinning.

Meanwhile, Kenneth sat before his TV, a look of surprise crossing his face as he watched the big screen, "Honey, doesn't the gaze

of this closing act look familiar? Where have we seen those eyes before."

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"Isn't that Bella?" Louisa scrutinized the image before her, exclaiming in disbelief, "That's our darling daughter Bella! She's

Summer? How can she be Summer? What other secrets about her identity are we not aware of?"

"It really is Bella." Kenneth observed the clear, bright eyes beneath the mask, "It's her! Our precious daughter! David, that boy, he

didn't tell us."

"He probably didn't want us to spill the beans and affect the concert's surprise." Louisa hadn't expected their daughter to be

Summer. Watching the throngs of fans in the audience waving their glow sticks and chanting "Summer, Summer," she realized

Bella's popularity might even eclipse her brother's.

She felt a lump in her throat, overwhelmed by her daughter's success.

"It's one thing for David to keep it from us, but Chasel and Clark keeping this secret."

Kenneth, feeling a mix of pride and slight betrayal, couldn't help but pull out his phone to message his sons, [You guys are

unbelievable, hiding the fact that Bella is Summer. If your mother and | hadn't tuned into David's live concert, we'd still be in the

dark about our superstar daughter!]

Hans, in the middle of a meeting, saw a Whatmessage from his father pop up. He wasn't going to pay it much attention, but

when he glimpsed Bella's name, he had to read it. His sister was Summer? At David's concert? What was going on?

He gestured for a pause, "We'll continue in thirty minutes."

As he stood and made his way out of the conference room, he motioned to Julian, "Cwith me."

Julian didn't understand what was happening. The meeting was supposed to run until nine in the evening, and nothing should be

interrupting it. Was there a serious issue at the Collins household?

With these thoughts racing through his mind, he quickened his pace and asked in a hushed tone, "Mr. Collins, what's happened?"

"How do you watch a live stream?" Hans asked as he settled into an armchair back in his office, handing over his phone, "I want to

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see David's live concert.”

Julian's face was a mix of shock and confusion. Hans, in the middle of a critical meeting, wanted to watch his brother's live stream?

This was highly unusual behavior. Hans never showed interest in any concerts, not even his brother's.

What had changed tonight?

"Just a minute."

Though his mind was flooded with questions, Julian dutifully took the phone, fiddled with it for a moment, and handed it back.

On the stage, the masked girl was singing a duet with David, her clear, beautiful eyes unmistakably belonging to his sister

Arabella!

A spark lit up in Hans' eyes, his sister was Summer? This was news to him.

It just went to show, his sister had many layers and secrets well-kept.