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The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1974
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Viewers and reporters alike gaped at their screens, questioning their own ears.

What kind of family was this, casually tossing around millions.

"Clothes, shoes, bags, mobile transfers, jewelry - that's just their everyday," Arabella said, once again leaving her audience in utter

disbelief. "If you want something that really made an impression, my dad gifteda private island, and my mom gotthe

world's largest castle-themed amusement park, does that count?"

The reporters nodded vigorously. Arabella continued, "My grandfather gavea set of natural wild pearls, my grandmother a

gemstone, my uncle a casino, Hans a private yacht, Chasel a private jet, Clark a luxury sailboat, Sean an island, David a fleet of

cars."

Everyone's expressions were beyond shock.

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After listening to her list off each family member's extravagant gifts, the reporters were speechless for a moment before finally

asking, "So, on top of transferring money, giving you bank cards, clothes, shoes, bags, and jewelry, they also gave you all these?"

Arabella nodded calmly, her face as serene as still water, even taking a sip of her lemon water before asking nonchalantly, "Any

more questions?"

The reporters were again left dumbfounded.

They thought, "I mean, you're getting all these gifts and you're not even surprised? Or have you already had your fill of surprises?"

Seeing no further questions from them, Arabella nodded, stood up, and followed her parents to greet other guests.

The envy in the live chat was palpable.

[I'm dying of envy, | wish | was a lost heiress too. One day, a wealthy father will cto pickup in his limo.]

[Why is there such a huge gap between people?]

[My lady, wait! Look at your poor servant here, you forgot to takewith you.]

[Do you need an assistant? | can carry your bags!]

[There are so many rich people, what's one more gonna do!]

[I hate you, rich folks!]

[This livestream is bad for my eyes, easy to catch a case of the green-eyed monster.]

Half an hour later, as all the guests in the hall had finished their meals, the waitstaff quickly cleared the tables, laid out fresh

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tablecloths, and presented an array of exquisitely shaped, meaningful, and astronomically priced fruits, along with teas brewed

from premium leaves.

Tears of envy streamed down the faces of many in the live audience.

Kenneth and Louisa introduced Arabella to their friends and relatives.

"Bella, this is your aunt, Shirley," Louisa said with a warm smile.

Standing before Arabella was an elegant lady, dressed to the nines, exuding grace and poise.

"Hello, Aunt Shirley," Arabella greeted politely.

"Are you Bella?" Shirley looked at her with admiration and amazement, scrutinizing the beautiful young girl before her. She spoke

gently, "lI have a hoverseas, and lately, there's been so much going on - I'm so sorry | couldn't cto see you until today.

You are even more beautiful than in the pictures. Knowing that the Collins family has such a remarkable and excellent child, I'm

truly delighted for our ancestors and for the family."