The Princess and the Paupers Novel Full Episode
Chapter 1372

Chapter 1372

Serena couldn't help but laugh and ask, "Grandpa, do you really think I'm petty?"

"Of course not, my dear he reassured her with a smile. "In my eyes, you've always been the sweet and

sensible girl, kind and generous to a fault"

Hearing Darren's praise, Serena felt her spirits lift. She glanced at Arabella, only to find her calmly

eating her cereal, not even sparing Serena a sideways look.

A twinge of annoyance pricked Serena's heart. She suspected that Arabella was playing dumb,

seething with jealousy on the inside.

After breakfast was over.

Serena wanted to put on a show for her family, but Eunice had taken a phone call and stepped away.

“Arabella, come to my study, please,’ Bard called out.

Arabella was about to text Romeo that it was safe to leave when her uncle called. She nodded and

followed him upstairs.

Left alone with Darren in the living room, Serena saw an opportunity. "Grandpa, we just had a big

breakfast, how about we take a stroll in the garden?" she cooed, linking her arm through his. “It's been

ages since we walked together. Do you remember when I was a kid, running ahead while you chased

after me? I picked a little flower for you and promised that when I grew up, I'd buy you a bigger

mansion and plant the most beautiful garden.

You used to say that all you needed to be happy was for me to visit and walk with you."

Darren looked outside at the snowy landscape, hesitating, but Serena's enthusiasm won him over.

Serena was thrilled. Before stepping out, she didn't forget to instruct the help, "Take a few pictures of

us from behind, will you? For Facebook."

Once they stepped outside, a bone-chilling wind made them shiver.

“Grandpa, do you know? When my sister first came back home, I was totally stunned. I couldn't believe

I wasn't the biological Collins.’ Serena confided.

Darren's teeth chattered with cold. The mansion was warm and cozy, but outside was another story.

To make matters worse, he was wearing slippers.

Even with thermal socks, the biting wind made it hard to walk.

“I was so afraid of losing you all. I'm thankful she let me stay. Walking with you is wonderful, like reliving

my childhood; Serena mused, resting her head on Darren's arm, hoping for a picture-perfect moment.

However, the help found that Serena's thick pajamas and wind-tossed hair, combined with Darren's

hunched, shivering posture, did not make for a beautiful picture.

"Grandpa." Serena snuggled closer, admiring the snowy landscape.

Darren, puffing white breaths, suggested, “Serena, it's too cold. Let's go back inside and have some

coffee. I haven't heard you play the piano in a long time."

"Grandpa, I didn't tell you, but I won first prize at the last piano competition!" Serena boasted, not

mentioning that Arabella’s piano skills surpassed her own.

"Really? Then I must reward you properly!" Darren was hoping this meant they could go back inside.

But Serena pressed, “What will you reward me with? Clothes, jewelry, or something else?"

Darren was too cold to think. "Whatever you want, I'll buy it for you,” he said blankly, dreaming of the

warmth inside.