The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella and Romeo) novel Chapter 284

"It looks like Serena purposely misled Brooklyn into thinking you're a family member."

Well, it's understandable; Serena had been the darling of the family for eighteen years, after all.

She's the only princess in the family.

Then one day, this girl shew up, saying she's the real lady of the house, and Serena was just some kid with no blood ties.

Anyone would find such a sudden change hard to swallow.

"Maybe she wanted to save face in front of her friends," Louisa guessed, "or maybe she didn't dare to spill the beans before your identity was revealed. Anyway, this whole thing has put you in an awkward spot."

"I don't feel awkward," Arabella simply couldn't stand that fake girl playing victim in front of her every day; tonight was just a good opportunity to give her a taste of her own medicine.

Unexpectedly, that fake girl started crying and playing the victim again.

What an actress!

Kenneth, feeling sorry for her, said, "Wait until your Grandparents get better; then we can go visit them together and let them decide when to reveal your identity."

"No rush." Arabella planned to go to a dangerous area soon. If her identity was revealed prematurely, those people couldn't touch her, and they would naturally cause trouble for her family.

Even though Kenneth and Louisa were surrounded by bodyguards, they were obviously no match for those people.

What if those people targeted the elderly at home?

Arabella thought for a while and made a decision: besides the dangerous area, some other threats must be dealt with quickly.

Serena returned to her room, crying her eyes out and fuming, "Brooklyn, that idiot!"

"Brooklyn is just worried about you," Martha comforted her. "Don’t be angry; you should be happy to have such a friend."

"I was almost screwed over by her tonight!" Serena sobbed, recalling her parents' indifferent expressions. She felt aggrieved and angry; "it seemed like they trusted Arabella more and cared more about her feelings. Eighteen years of kinship—can't it really compete with blood ties? They promised to treat me like their own daughter."