"I've already had Serena move to the condo next door to reflect on her actions. After the holidays, we'll ask her to leave our home
for good."
Louisa's words caught Arabella off guard. Was Mom really ready to kick Serena out?
"Eighteen years ago, we mistakenly brought hthe wrong child, raising her as our own daughter. To say we felt no affection
would be a lie, but after hearing about her antics, we are truly disheartened."
Louisa patted Arabella on the back, "In about a week or so, when everyone's gathered, your true identity will be revealed, and
everyone will know that you are our real daughter. As for Serena, she never appreciated what she had, so there's no point in her
staying."
"Absolutely, let her leave," Kenneth agreed, feeling the same.
"Do you really want to let her go?" Arabella asked.
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Louisa smiled and explained, "It's been eighteen years, so to say we can let go completely would be deceiving you. But the way
she struts around you, acting all high and mighty, that's something we can't stand. You are our real daughter, and she has no clue.
To think, after eighteen years, it turns out we've been nurturing an ingrate."
If Serena could find her place and be grateful, there would be room for her in this family. But her jealousy blinded her.
"Our original plan was to take you on a trip, but we're not sure if you'll have tover the holidays."
Kenneth longed for squality twith his daughter, but ever since she returned home, she was either at school, managing her
own ventures, or out on dates with Romeo.
The tleft for them was scarce.
Aside from sending messages to check on her, welcoming her home, cooking her favorite meals, giving her massages, providing
spending money, and customizing clothes and accessories for her, they really didn't know what else they could do for their
daughter.
"Bella, if there's anything we're not doing right, you must tell us," Kenneth said, looking at his daughter with hope. "We want to
improve and make you feel the warmth of this home."
"You're already doing so much," Arabella reassured them. "I should have stin about ten days to go out with you. As for
Serena, you make the call. I've got swork to finish up, so I'll head upstairs."
Arabella patted Louisa's back and released the hug, "You guys should get ssleep."
She needed to finish up the paperwork tonight so she could make it to David's concert tomorrow.
"Bella, can you handle all that work alone? What kind of documents are they? | can help you out. I've been running the company
for years and have sexperience." Kenneth offered, raising his voice as he watched his daughter ascend the stairs, "l can
handle reports, no problem."
"I can help too. What work haven't you finished? Lethelp you."
"No need, you two should rest." Arabella went upstairs, turned on the desk lamp, and her phone suddenly buzzed.
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[Headed to bed?]
It was Romeo.
[Almost,] Arabella replied and then added, [Mom and Dad moved Serena to the condo next door.]
[Did they finally catch on to her little schemes? Congratulations, you'll finally be free of her .]
[Do | detect a hint of pleasure in your text?] Arabella noticed he seemed a bit too happy about it.
[If she were to be kicked out entirely, I'd be even happier. I'd have to buy a bunch of firecrackers and set them off at your doorstep
to celebrate.]
Arabella couldn't help but laugh, [Just don't blow up my house.]
[As if | could! If anything, I'd only want to blow her away.]
[The concert is at seven tomorrow night, can you pickup at six-thirty?]