The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1627

Dave chuckled. [You guys are just sour because you can't have your cake and eat it too. At the concert, Bella and | wore matching

clothes - but only because she was a last-minute lifesaver. The gown was a backup for one of the other ladies, and we had to throw

it on her in a pinch. No in-ear monitors for her - she had to use mine in the rush. And those shoes? | actually gifted those to her a

while back. Didn't think she'd still be wearing them after all this time.]

He shot off texts to his three brothers, who each plunged into deep thought upon reading his message. Were they not giving Bella

enough pocket money that she had to wear the spair of shoes for so long? She was always hustling, always busy - was she

strapped for cash, perhaps for her medical research?

But most importantly, would she be jet-setting around when the holiday hit, unable to stay hfor a cozy family reunion?

Pondering this, the three brothers were struck with an idea.

Arabella was already en route to Belloria.

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She closed her eyes and dozed off on the plane, waking only when her phone buzzed a few times. It was a bank notification. Her

eyes widened as she checked the sender: Hans, Chasel, and Clark?

And the amounts, a million dollars?

Each brother had sent her a million dollars. What was the occasion? Why were they suddenly sending her money without any

reason?

Soon her phone vibrated again with Whatmessages from her brothers.

[Bella, New year is around the corner. | sent you sspending money. Go treat yourself to snew outfits, and especially some

shoes.]

[Bella, spotted any shoes you fancy lately? | sent you a bit of cash. Go buy yourself a few pairs, and while you're at it, grab some

clothes and bags too. Gotta look stunning for the holiday, our Bella should shine.]

[Bella, I've been swamped, and we haven't had the chance to go shopping before the holiday. Here's a little something for you to

treat yourself. Maybe pick up a few pairs of shoes; be good to yourself.]

Shoes? Why were all three brothers specifically mentioning shoes? Was there something wrong with the pair she was wearing?

Looking down, she started to understand.

Her shoes were the smodel as David's. So they thought her shoes were worn out, worried she couldn't afford new ones, or

were they competing for affection, wanting her to wear something linked to them instead?

No matter the reasoning, Arabella found their concern both charmingly childish and endearing.

"No need. I've got plenty of shoes - Mom and Dad gaveloads that | haven't even worn yet."

She remembered her first day back with the Collins family. Kenneth had custom-ordered numerous outfits, shoes, and purses for

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her. And Romeo had added to the collection since. She herself could never wear it all.

Just as Arabella was about to transfer the money back to her brothers, their messages popped up.

[Don't you dare send it back, or I'll have my assistant transfer money to you all day. You send it, he'll send it right back, until you

keep it.]

[Do you think my incisn't good enough for you? If you refuse it, | will be heartbroken, feeling worthless. At this age, it would be

sad forto have you worrying about my earnings.]

[You've got to accept my gift, remember how | was all for you and Romeo? Don't forget that.]

Seeing their adamant stance, Arabella replied, [Alright then.]

Like before, she decided to invest the money. Last time, she had managed to turn a decent profit for her parents and her brothers,

saving it in separate accounts for their future wedding gifts.