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Chapter 1371

Chapter 1371

Arabella grinned, “Grandpa, are you implying I'm a big eater?"

"It's a hearty appetite, my dear. It cheers me up to see you enjoying your food,’ Darren replied with a

twinkle in his eye, "Tonight, let's dig in again for some late-night snacks."

Serena, overhearing the conversation, felt a pang of discomfort. Had Grandpa and Arabella had a

midnight feast last night without inviting her?

That was just playing favorites!

"Grandpa, now that you're on the mend, are you sure you should be eating fried chicken?" Serena

asked with feigned concern.

“Of course! We've got Dr. Bella here. If she says I can eat it, then there's no problem,’ Darren chuckled

merrily. As the servants brought in the meal, he eagerly presented each dish to Arabella.

Eunice offered Arabella a bowl of soothing almond and bird's nest pudding. “Try this, it's cooling and

moisturizing, perfect for beauty and wellness."

"This cheesy omelette is pretty good too; Bard suggested.

"I think these are the best! Give them a try, even just a bite."

Seeing everyone fuss over Arabella, Serena couldn't help feeling even more sour. "Grandpa, are those

good? I want to try one too!"

But with the chef having prepared only three, and Darren having already enjoyed two, only one was

left.

"It's just one left” Darren had already placed the last one on Arabella's plate when he turned to a

servant and asked, "Do we have any more in the kitchen?"

“The chef only made three, as we never repeat breakfast dishes and had them yesterday. I remember

Serena didn't fancy them much back then."

So, only three were made.

"That was a long time ago" Serena said, her discomfort apparent. "Then I'll try this cheesy omelette

that Uncle Bard mentioned."

But Bard had already served the cheesy omelette to Arabella, looking surprised as he asked, "Serena,

I thought you didn't like cheesy omelettes."

“It's just been so long, I've forgotten how they taste. I just wanted to try again. It's okay, Arabella can

have it. I'll have something else."

Serena's words made the three adults present sense her mood. She seemed to be taking things to

heart.

Always regal and commanding, Eunice exuded an air of nobility, embodying the poise of a powerful

woman.

"If Serena wants more, just have the kitchen make some, Eunice said decisively. Then turning to

Arabella, "You eat now, and we'll have the chef prepare some for Serena later."

"No need, Serena said with a strained smile. "This is plenty for me."

The servants were in a bind. Should they instruct the kitchen to make more or not?

Serena seemed upset, her feelings hurt. But once food had been placed in Arabella’s bowl, it couldn't

be taken back. After all, Serena wouldn't want it if it had been removed.

“Today's breakfast oversight was on me for not instructing the kitchen to prepare a little extra” Eunice

admitted.

“If you think this is enough, then tomorrow we'll make sure they cook more of what you like. Just let the

kitchen know in advance."

"Thanks, Aunt Eunice." Serena suddenly stuck out her tongue in a mischievous smile. "Don't be so

worried. I'm not picky. Just being able to sit and eat with you all is enough for me. It's just a pie. I

couldn't possibly fight with my sister over it.”

Eunice wasn't fooled by her niece’s playful facade, but Bard and Darren, less attuned to subtleties,

thought Serena was just being playful, teasing them.

Darren laughed, “I thought you were so stingy that you'd fight your sister over a pie. When did you

become such a tease? Eat up while it's hot. My heart, having just recovered, can barely handle the

suspense."