Serena felt uncomfortable, but she managed to say, [It's deleted now.]
[Good, good. Be careful, especially with the holidays around the corner. You don’t want to give people a stick to beat you with.”
Martha felt relieved upon hearing that Serena deleted her comments.
[You know, it’s fine to vent a little in private as long as your parents don’t find out, but once you put it out there, it’s like handing
someone a knife. They get to decide when to stab you and how to twist it. It's like a ticking tbomb. You never know when it's
going to blow up in your face.]
[I was careless.] admitted Serena, realizing that Martha had thought it through. Now she regretted the whole thing. She'd only
dished out a few dozen insults at Arabella, but Arabella’s fans had fired back with nearly a thousand. She had wasted so much time
and energy clashing with them, and it hadn't done her any good at all.
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Back at Reflections Villa, Edith greeted Arabella with a loving smile.
“Ms. Bella, your timing couldn't be more perfect. The designers just arrived, and here you are!”
Arabella smiled back, “Where are they?”
“They've already headed inside.”
Kenneth, having seen his darling daughter return via the security cameras, rushed out to greet her.
Louisa also crunning, taking Arabella by the hand and leading her into the house. “Bella, did you see the news? Those people
are just sour grapes. Don't take it to heart.”
Kenneth quickly chimed in, “Exactly! They're just jealous because you sing like an angel. They can’t match your talent, so they
resort to spreading lies, claiming that your songs aren't original.”
Louisa continued, “Those songs are so clearly Bella's style! You can tell just by listening! Bella, | heard your agent is already taking
legal action against them. If that’s not enough, | can have someone teach them a lesson.”
“One won't be enough. Those who slander my precious daughter and upset her don’t get away with just one lesson,” Kenneth said
angrily.
“Don’t worry about them,” Arabella said with a casual smile. She never had tto bother with petty squabbles. If she got worked
up over every little thing, she'd have been dead from stress by now. Besides, her agent, Ms. Kiki, was already handling the
situation, which had inadvertently boosted her popularity. Her old songs were once again taking the top spots across various apps.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIn other words, it was making her a pretty penny.
“Fcomes with its fair share of trouble. If your brother David got dragged through the mud, | wouldn't be this worked up, but
you're different, you're my princess.”
Arabella couldn't help but feel a twinge of pity for David.
The designers in the living room stood up to greet them at that moment.
“Allowto introduce my beloved daughter, Arabella Collins, the apple of my eye.”
The designers’ eyes all turned to Arabella.
“Ms. Collins is the perfect blend of Mr. and Mrs. Collins’ finest qualities. It's our great fortune to meet you. | am Rory, a designer
with BT Fashion, and I'm delighted to make your acquaintance,” Rory said to Arabella respectfully.