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Chapter 1328

Chapter 1328

Serena slid to the floor, her body unable to support her any longer after she hung up the phone.

Through the call, she could feel Bard's genuine concern. It wasn't just a show for appearances’ sake.

But as much as Bard cared about her, as close as they had always been, she now felt a vast distance

between them.

All because of Arabella!

Clutching the snow in her fists, Serena thought bitterly that if it weren't for Arabella, she would still be

the darling princess of the Collins family, adored by all. Her brothers wouldn't despise her, her aunt

wouldn't have struck her, and she could still be acting coy with her uncle like before.

How wonderful those days were?

It was all Arabella’s fault that she had fallen into such a state!

The cold snow melted in her palm, but she couldn't feel the chill, her eyes brimming with hatred

towards Arabella.

Her phone rang repeatedly until she snapped back to reality and answered it.

“Sorry, Serena, the traffic was a beast, I'm just downstairs at the restaurant now. Where are you?" the

driver apologized profusely over the phone.

"I've already gone back to the hotel’ Serena replied icily, cutting off the call. She didn't want the driver to

see her in such disarray, lest it get back to Martin and make a bad impression.

As the snow continued to fall, she struggled to her feet and made her way back to the hotel, step by

step.

Along the way, she remembered her aunt mentioning that she had bought Arabella a welcome gift

worth $3 million. Serena's heart swelled with discontent, fueling her disdain for Arabella.

The next morning.

Just as Arabella finished getting ready to head downstairs, a nervous servant suggested, ‘Miss Bella,

perhaps you should get some more rest. Or maybe take a stroll in the garden through the back

staircase. It's best not to pass through the living room."

Puzzled, Arabella glanced up and asked, "Why?"

“Bess Griffith is here, and she’s a real piece of work.” the servant whispered. "Mrs. Griffith is already

dealing with her. If you can't go back to sleep, Miss Bella, why not enjoy the garden? Shall I bring your

breakfast out there?"

“Sure.” Arabella didn't want to cause any trouble, and as she stepped into the garden, she saw a girl

taking selfies on a swing.

Noticing Arabella, the girl snapped irritably, “Is this Eunice's idea of hospitality? I come all the way to

see her and not even a cup of tea or a biscuit in sight. Hurry up and serve me!"

Arabella regarded the snobby heiress and asked calmly, "Who are you to her?"

“What's it to you?" the girl scoffed, looking Arabella up and down. "Why's a servant asking so many

questions?"

To think a servant didn't recognize her!

Just then, another servant approached, trembling, with a tray of pastries and fruit. In her nervousness,

she nearly dropped it.

"I've got it” Arabella said, steadying the tray.

The poor servant was about to tell Bella that the young lady was also not to be trifled with.

But Arabella had already taken the tray and placed it before the spoiled rich girl.

The girl, admiring her own reflection, was displeased when Arabella delivered the tray.

"Is this what Eunice sends for my welcome?" she huffed.

"Is there a problern?"

“These are fit for a dog, and you dare present them to me?’ the rich girl flipped the tray onto the

ground.

Fresh orange juice, milk, an assortment of six fruits, and four different pastries scattered across the

grass.

The servants at a distance were terrified.

Unfazed, Arabella faced her, “Are you saying you've never had any of these before?"

Milk? Fruit? Not even as a child?