The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1520

But all Megan could do was daydream. After all, the girl was Jamie Noelle. How could she possibly be her granddaughter?

She could only envy the family in her heart; having such a remarkable and talented child must be like waking up smiling from a

dream.

"Jamie Noelle is so skilled, not only at chess and playing the violin but also at baking birthday cakes."

"To make a birthday cake so excellent, even a professional baker would feel inferior."

"It's incredible. | don't know whether to envy Mr. Albright for having Jamie Noelle bake him a cake, or to envy the special bond

between Mr. Albright and Jamie Noelle."

"Indeed, they seem to get along as harmoniously as a grandfather and granddaughter, which is truly enviable."

Arabella placed a birthday hat on Eugene's head and lit the candles herself, "Shall we all sing Happy Birthday?"

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The guests around them nodded, their faces beaming with smiles as they began singing together.

Even Nelson, who had declared he would never sing Happy Birthday to Eugene, was now belting it out with gusto. The other elders

joined in as well.

Surrounded by everyone, Eugene felt so blessed that his eyes brimmed with tears.

The birthday song was sung not once, but three times before they stopped.

Arabella looked at Eugene with gentle eyes, "Make a wish, Grandpa Eugene."

For the first time, Eugene realized that having a birthday bash could be such a blissful event. He used to avoid people for fear

they'd pester him to take on any protege or ask for networking favors. But tonight, he could celebrate openly and joyously.

He closed his eyes, taking the wishing seriously for the first tand greedily made a few extra wishes.

"His wishes definitely include that one," President Barton chuckled, whispering to President Charles beside him, "The thing of

passing on the mantle."

"As if we need to guess. If it were me, that would be my first wish too, hahaha."

Everyone watched with a smile as Eugene finished making his wishes.

"Let's blow out the candles together," Eugene and everyone else blew out the candles.

All the servants popped the birthday confetti cannons, and a shower of colorful streamers burst and floated down.

The crowd playfully urged Eugene to cut the cake.

Arabella helped to remove the candles, and Eugene passed the first slice of cake to her, "This birthday bash wouldn't have

happened if not for you, kiddo."

If it weren't so difficult to see her, Eugene wouldn't have used his birthday as an excuse, waiting for Arabella to show up on her

own.

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Everyone could tell Eugene's fondness for Arabella, and they envied the girl countless times. Not only was she capable, but she

also had the endorsement and affection of an esteemed elder, which was truly rare.

Over the years, whenever any of the elders celebrated their birthday, the first slice of cake would always go to Arabella, so she was

used to it. She waited until everyone had their slice before starting to eat.

"This is so delicious; it even has my favorite fruit in it, simply scrumptious,” Eugene praised after just one bite, savoring the taste

with closed eyes, "Bella, this cake you made is even better than the one you made for Beck."

"There he goes again," President Barton knew Eugene all too well, "To the uninitiated, it would seem Bella added an extra spoonful

of sugar or a few more pieces of fruit for you. Look at how smug you are."

"Anyway, this taste is just better than yours," Eugene replied, his face radiating satisfaction and happiness.

"Alright, alright, it's his birthday. Why are you competing with him?" President Charles intervened with a smile, playing

peacemaker.