The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1788

Sometimes Sean would think that she was a bit manipulative, but she was his sister after all, so he let it slide. Who could have

imagined the face on the surveillance footage?

When his biological sister first cback to the family, he thought all sisters were like Serena, all mind games and clinginess,

maybe even relentless. Fresh to high society, she likely felt timid and out of place.

At that time, he was nursing a serious injury, hanging onto life by a thread, and had no energy to deal with her or cater to her

feelings.

He dreaded a girl's tears - what if she was a crybaby?

As word got around that she was becoming the family's darling, he figured she must be playing a gmore sophisticated than

Serena's. Otherwise, how could she have won everyone over so quickly?

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Turned out his sis had real skills, a unique charm that captivated everyone. She was nothing like the "sister" in his head.

Watching Serena, he suddenly realized that Serena was leagues behind. Bella was subtle yet formidable, wise and resolute, with

solid morals and integrity. Serena, on the other hand, was two-faced, malicious, and morally bankrupt.

"Your real mom humiliated my sister, and now that she's gone, you'll pay her debts."

Perhaps not expecting such ruthless words from Sean, Serena looked stunned and hurt. She was already down, unable to get up,

and here he was, ready to hit her on behalf of Arabella?

Suddenly, her resentment towards Arabella bubbled up again.

"Considering we were once a family, is asking for twenty slaps too much?"

To a stranger, death would be too kind, but considering they lived together for eighteen years, played siblings for that long.

Sean turned to Betty, "Ever hit someone?"

Betty shook her head in fright.

"Here's your chance. Go on, get spractice," Sean couldn't be bothered to do it himself; he had grapes to peel for his sister and

didn't want to get his hands dirty.

Betty knew how Sean was; if he said to do something, it had to be done.

Trembling, she stepped forward, and although she found Serena's actions despicable, she hesitated to strike. After all, she had

once seen Serena as her boss.

Serena knew she was an outsider to this family. Even after eighteen years, once the truth cout, past affections meant nothing.

She knew pleading was useless; tears streamed down as she weakly cried out, "Sean."

"What are you waiting for?" Sean’s patience was running thin.

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"Forgive me," Betty steeled herself and slapped Serena, the sound echoing through the air.

Serena's cheek reddened from the blow, lying on the floor like a fish on a chopping board, helpless.

"Haven't had your breakfast? Has the Collins family been treating you poorly?" Sean wasn't satisfied with Betty's strength.

Just then, another voice rang out, "Sean?"

Followed by another, "Sean??"

It was Arabella and Steward, rushing over after hearing from Kenneth that Sean had gone to the basement to settle scores with

Serena.

"Sis, what are you doing here? It's dirty and smells. Go upstairs; I'll peel you sgrapes later."

Sean's doting tone for Arabella only highlighted the sadness in Serena's defeated smile.