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Chapter 1225

Chapter 1225

On the other side of town.

When Arabella saw Romeo off at the gate of their villa, Romeo gave her a gentle pat on her head, "I'm

sorry for the trouble."

"It's okay."

She wasn't going to be hurt by Serena's small schemes.

"There's something I haven't told you." Romeo started, his gaze locked with Arabella’s, "Hans reached

out to me on Christmas Eve"

This surprised Arabella, as Hans didn't seem like the type to take the initiative to communicate.

"The family has been discussing revealing your true identity to the world in less than a month. So Clark

and I want to deal with the external forces as soon as possible, so that everyone will know that you are

the true Collins family heiress."

What he didn't expect was Serena's attempt to tarnish Arabella's reputation with outrageous lies.

A smirk played on Arabella's lips, "So, they were planning to surprise me, but you spoiled the

surprise?"

"Hans should tell you about this tonight." Romeo patted her head again, "Everyone wants to reveal

your identity as soon as possible, but due to various reasons, we've let her have her way."

"I's okay. Whether it's revealed or not, it doesn't matter to me." Arabella smiled, "Don't worry about me.

Go home and be careful on the road."

“If she tries any tricks, remember to tell me."

"Don't worry. Can't I handle her?" Arabella laughed, clearly not considering Serena a threat at all.

“Tomorrow the Temple family might hold a funeral. I'll pick you up then."

“Okay.

After Romeo left, Arabella returned to Reflections Villa.

She ate, drank, and returned to her room to work. She needed to make time to attend Crystal's funeral

and check on her grandfather's health.

On the other side.

Upon hearing the news, Martha rushed to Serena, “Serena, that damn girl ate two bowls of pasta

tonight! Even a pig can't eat as much as she does! While you're here starving and suffering, she's

eating and sleeping well!"

"lL expected as much." Serena laid in bed weakly, "The more miserable I am, the happier she is."

Just because Arabella had Hans's support for now, what was there to be proud of?

"Serena, how are you feeling now?" Martha asked with concern.

Serena was as white as a sheet, her lips void of color. In hopes of gaining Hans's forgiveness, she had

soaked in a cold bath for a full hour!

Upon hearing the beep of the thermometer, Martha quickly checked it, “Oh my god, Serena, you have a

fever of 102 Fahrenheit! I'll get you a cooling patch."

“Martha." Serena stopped her weakly, “If you use it now, it'll all be for nothing. Call Hans and ask when

he's coming back."

“Right, right." Martha hadn't thought Serena would still be so calm even when she was sick. She had

really changed!

As Martha reached for her phone, Serena's vision began to blur until she passed out.

"Hello Hans, when will you be home? It's already eight. It's Serena."

Before Martha could finish, Hans coldly interrupted her, "Let her wait."

“But Serena can't wait! She's sick, with a fever of 102 Fahrenheit! Her face is pale. She's been crying

all afternoon. She might have gotten sick from crying so hard."

Hans's gaze flickered with complexity.

“Please, Hans, come home soon." Martha's voice was filled with tears, “Serena hasn't eaten anything

till now and she's burning up with fever."