The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1320

Chapter 1320

"Ah." Serena's scream was cut short as the red wine poured into her mouth.

Even with her eyes tightly shut, sof the wine managed to seep into her eyes, stinging them painfully.

And her ears—since she was being held face down against the plate, one ear was filled with the unwelcflow of the wine.

Arabella clutched Serena's hair with force, dumping two whole bottles over her head, her expression unmoved.

Serena's hands flailed behind her, desperately trying to hit Arabella, only to be restrained by two waiters who stepped forward.

Drenched in wine, even the warmth of the restaurant's heating couldn't stop Serena from shivering as the liquid soaked through

her clothes.

That damn Arabella, how dare she?

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How dare she humiliate her in front of all these people?

After emptying the bottles, Arabella released her grip, casually tossing Serena aside.

Serena lost her balance and toppled to the floor, her head hitting a nearby chair.

Mr. Morrison and several waiters quickly surrounded Arabella, asking anxiously, "Ms. Bella, are you alright?"

One handed Arabella a sanitizing wet wipe to clean her hands, another delicately dabbed at the wine stains on her dress, while

four others swiftly cleaned up the chaotic table and replaced it with a fresh tablecloth. One knelt to wipe the wine from Arabella's

shoes, and another hurried to mop the floor.

Meanwhile, Serena was left in her misery, ignored by all.

Serena couldn't understand. Arabella wasn't slocal big shot, so why were these servants giving her such attention?

Could it be that the wretch had spent a hefty sum, becoming a VIP customer of this establishment?

"Ms. Bella, | am so sorry you were startled. It's truly regrettable that your dining experience was marred. | will have her removed at

once!” Mr. Morrison hurriedly called for security, not forgetting to add, "And should that lunatic show up again, she's banned from

entering!"

“What lunatic? Let go of me, let go." Serena was dragged out.

Eunice, after finishing up in the restroom, received a call. It was one of her subordinates reporting on a job, and after listening to

his long-winded explanation for about twenty minutes, which also made her darling niece wait, she lost her patience, "Meetat

the Sky Restaurant, 69th floor, and talk there."

After hanging up, Eunice, a tad irritated, clicked her heels out of the restroom and into the restaurant. Mr.

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Morrison quickly caught up to her, carefully explaining everything that had occurred.

Eunice noticed the restaurant had cleared out, and her table was reset, with a line of waiters standing at attention, seemingly

bracing for a scolding.

"The spot where Ms. Bella was seated is a blind spot for the cameras. They only caught the table legs and below her waist. There's

no vital footage, Mr. Morrison said, trembling as he handed Eunice the iPad.

Eunice's face was a mask of frost, her naturally commanding presence sharpening to a deadly edge with her temper flared.

Indeed, the surveillance only showed below the waist of the perpetrator, just a pink skirt, a pair of snow boots, and the spilled wine

on the floor.

“What is this mess!" Eunice lost her patience, tossing the iPad back at Mr. Morrison, "I step away for a moment to the restroom,

and my niece suffers such an insult. What if I had gone hfor something? Would | even find her well when | returned?"

Mr. Morrison had never seen Eunice so furious. Her last words, especially, raised in volume, sent a shiver through everyone

present, heads bowed in fear.