The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1708

"Can you believe he just hung up on me??" Louisa fumed, jabbing the screen to redial.

Steward glanced at Sean who was still resting in the hospital bed, and with a heavy heart, he stepped into the hallway to answer

the call, bracing himself for the onslaught.

"You ignored my calls? And hanged up on me?. Have you all grown too big for your britches? Is that you got too wild out there, and

thought you can just hang up onnow?"

"Ma'am, | swear | didn't hang up. It was it dropped onto the floor."

"Blaming heaven and earth but never yourself, huh, Steward? After all these years shadowing Sean, you've learned nothing but

shirking responsibility. You're trying to givean ulcer, aren't you?"

Steward attempted to soothe her, "Please, ma'am, just cool down a bit."

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"Cool down? I'm steaming right now!"

Louisa had been trying to get a hold of her fourth son for half a year now, but to no avail. He either dodged her calls, ignored her

messages, or made up excuses to avoid her. Anyway there was no sign of him.

"During this time, Hans, Chase, Clark, and David have all visited their sister, except for that rascal Sean! Steward, | want a straight

answer now, what in the world are you two up to? Is Sean coming hfor the new year or not?"

Steward shivered as he replied, "Ma'am, | can't predict Sean's whereabouts."

"Then givean address, I'll drag him back myself! Half a year without a peep; he gave no care for the family, let alone his

parents. Nor did he give a thought for his own sister."

"Ma'am, take it out on me, | can take a hit."

"Just wait, you'll get yours too!"

Steward visibly shook at the threat.

"I'm asking you one last time, where is Sean?" Louisa's tone was a clear indication of her seriousness; she wasn't going to be

brushed off with a few words.

Steward could hear Kenneth trying to calm her in the background.

"Honey, honey, don't work yourself into a frenzy. The New Year is coming, and we've got to plan a grand holiday feast for our

darling daughter. Look at you, all this anger is going to make you sick."

Louisa snapped back, "Sean has crossed the line. I've called and messaged him countless times, but he was either making excuses

or ignoring me. And Steward is no better, a chip off the old block!"

Steward knew she was adamant about getting Sean home.

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Just then, a slight noise cfrom the hospital room - It seemed Sean woke up.

Steward rapped on the door lightly but urgently, and as he entered, he mouthed exaggeratedly, "Ma'am. It's Ma'am!!"

Sean, who just cto his consciousness, was greeted by Steward's contorted face and wild gesticulations.

He raised an eyebrow, "Are you asking for trouble?"

Steward was speechless.

"Is Sean right there?" Louisa's voice tightened, demanding, "Put him on the phone now!"

Steward could only offer Sean a sympathetic glance as he silently handed over the phone.

Sean saw the caller ID and shot Steward a warning look.

Steward felt helpless; it wasn't his fault that Sean had been caught.

Seeing Sean still hooked up to the IV, Steward wisely switched to speakerphone.