The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1900

This year, he had specially pushed back all his work just to have tto spend with his sister.

He was about to release a new album, kick off a concert tour, and he had lined up countless endorsements, commercials, movies,

TV shows, and variety gigs.

"My agent cleared a slot just for me, saying that once my sister's identity goes public, we're gonna get swamped with invites to do

reality TV together. My agent even met with hers today to talk it over."

"You're thinking of taking Arabella on a reality show?" Everyone was stunned, and they quickly dismissed the idea, "No way!"

Being on a reality show would put Bella under a magnifying glass for the whole world to see.

They didn't want their precious princess exposed to the scrutiny and judgment of others.

"You guys, chill. It's just an idea for now."

"No way—" they all refused again.

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David went silent, but then he sneakily shot his sister a knowing look.

Arabella's lips curled up slightly, as if in on ssecret pact with him.

She didn't really care. As long as David needed her, she was willing to be tied to his rising star, even if it meant his fwould hit

new heights.

At For-ena Villa, Serena cried herself to sleep in Martin's arms.

The next morning, she woke up to find only Dora and an unnamed servant by her bedside.

"Serena, you're awake?" Dora was the first to notice, her young face beaming with a cute smile, "Shall | help you freshen up?"

Noticing Serena's gaze on the other servant, Dora cheerfully introduced, "This is June, she'll be looking after you with me."

Serena nodded and then asked, "Where's Martin?"

"Mr. Martin had surgent business but don't worry, today's New Year and he'll definitely be back to join you for the dinner!"

Dora and June quickly brought in warm water, a toothbrush, toothpaste, and a towel.

"Serena, you can't get the bandage on your hand wet, lethelp you brush your teeth," Dora offered.

After she finished, June approached with a warm towel, "Serena, letwash your face for you. Does this hurt?"

Her touch was feather-light, and Serena shook her head, letting them fuss over her.

Once she was all cleaned up, Dora and June wheeled over a couple of clothes racks.

"It's New Year, which outfit would you like to wear?" Dora showed Serena the options, "The master picked these out for you, he was

choosing them one by one on his phone and had them delivered here, all cleaned and ready."

"You know, Mr. Martin really cares for you." June couldn't help but praise, "We've never seen Mr. Martin so taken with anyone

before. You're the first."

Serena's eyes flicked over the beautiful clothes before her, recalling how the Collins family had always had the most gorgeous

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outfits tailored for every New Year.

Compared to the custom-made garments from the Collins family, these ready-made designer pieces clearly fell short, not crafted to

fit her figure like the haute couture she was used to.

Martin probably didn't understand all this. Forget an average family; even wealthy households didn't flaunt their wealth like the

Collins family, celebrating every holiday with such pomp and splendor, demanding each outfit to be unique.

Compared to the happiness and excitement of years past, this year's Serena felt disinterested, her voice tinged with melancholy,

"Never mind."

She didn't want to change.

With her current disheveled appearance, what difference did a beautiful dress make?

This year, there wouldn't be a circle of girlfriends around her, complimenting her beauty and envying her couture life.

Nor would there be any admirers dazzled by her glamorous look.