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The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1440
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Chapter 1440

Serena had only been back in her room for a short while when she heard a knock at the door.

She ran to answer it, only to have Arabella kick her right in the stomach.

“Qof." Serena crashed to the floor, wincing in pain, “Arabella, have you lost your mind?"

With the door shut firmly behind her, Arabella strode over with icy composure, grabbed Serena's collar, and hissed, "Heard you

woke up, huh? Tto settle sscores."

Before Serena could get a word out, Arabella slapped in her face.

Caught off guard, Serena was bombarded with slap after slap, feeling dizzy and tasting blood at the corner of her mouth.

Finally, Arabella kicked her again. Serena felt a familiar sensation, in the exact sspot, prompting an epiphany from Serena,

"You. you were the Snow Queen from last night".

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She vaguely remembered a Snow Queen kicking her in the stomach with the sforce, at the sspot. There was no mistaking

it; it was Arabella.

“Well, aren't you the bright one?" Arabella hoisted Serena up for another kick, "Since you have such a good memory, make sure

you remember this lesson well.

So she wouldn't foolishly cross Arabella again and suffer for it.

Serena hit the ground hard, her plaster-wrapped crushing to the floor, agony ripping through her.

That damn Arabella.

Chattering through the pain, Serena threatened, "I'll expose you to grandma and grandpa and let then see who you really are. You

wretch, daring to hit me".

Arabella's lips curled into a frosty smirk. A wretch?

Glancing around the room, her eyes fell on a vanity stool. She picked it up and walked over to Serena.

Too hurt to stand, Serena scrambled back, shouting, "Arabella, you wouldn't dare! When grandma and grandpa see my bruises,

what will they think of you? Aren't you afraid of ruining the image you've worked so hard to build?"

“If they knew you drugged me, they'd think | went too easy on you."

"Do you have proof? Without proof, it's stander!" Serena raised her voice, hoping to be heard outside, "Are you attackingbased

on your assumptions? Don't forget, this is Uncle's house, not a place for a young girl like you to make a scene!"

“You better hope you've destroyed all the evidence. If not, | won't let you off lightly-"

"So, you have no proof after all. Shouldn't you be leaving my room then?"

Arabella smiled coldly, “Even without proof, if | want to hit you, you're getting hit"

As she spoke, the vanity stool crashed down on Serena.

Serena's scream caught the attention of the servants outside.

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"Ms. Serena, what's wrong?” cthe anxious knocking of Liz, “Are you alright? May | cin?"

Just as Serena tried to call for help, Arabella brought the stool down again, and Serena's cries got even louder.

Liz was terrified and rushed to find Eunice, "Ma'am, something's happened to Serena."

The screams were horrifying.

Liz was too timid to open the door and see what was happening inside.

Eunice approached Serena's door, faintly hearing the sisters’ quarrel.

“Arabella. how could you.” Serena, in excruciating pain, felt as if her bones were falling apart with every movement. She glared at

Arabella with hatred.

“You dare to drug me, why shouldn't | retaliate?" Arabella slammed the stool down on Serena once more.

"Ahh."