The Princess and the Pauper

Chapter 1906

In the end, Kenneth and Louisa could only snag seats further away.

David and Clark exchanged a look, both utterly dumbfounded.

All they wanted was to join Bella for a casual breakfast. Was it really necessary to compete for seats

like this?

Sean wasn't ready to back down. He stepped forward and said, “Grandpa, at your age, it's impressive

enough that you can serve yourself. Let me help Bella with her plate.”

“You little rascal, using your concern for my age just to snag a better seat.” Bernard feigned anger.

“I meant you should just serve yourself…”

“Go sit over there with the young ones!” Bernard wouldn't listen.

Sean tried to argue his point, “But Bella is one of the younger generation too.”

“In our house, Bella gets the VIP treatment! Move along.”

With Bernard’s word, the brothers had no choice but to sit farther away... casting envious glances as

everyone else made a fuss over Bella.

“I can already picture the family photo later.” Clark sighed, feeling his chances slip away.

“Forget the family photo, Mom and Dad said we're all decorating together after breakfast, pitching in to

decorate the home. If you want to be next to Bella, it looks like you're out of luck.” Chasel lamented as

well.

“Maybe later you two can distract them. We could take turns keeping Bella company for five minutes

each?” David suggested. “You guys could take the grandparents to decorate in a different room, and

we can stay with Bella to decorate.”

“In your dreams!” Clark wasn't falling for that one.

At Forena Villa.

Martin sat at the dining table, decorating a gingerbread house for Serena.

Serena sat beside him, watching as he meticulously added icing to the structure and couldn't help but

praise, “You're really good at this.”

It was the first time Martin had tried his hand at gingerbread house decoration, learning alongside the

chef. The chefs nearby were assisting with the icing, ensuring each design was Serena's favorite.

“I've never seen him decorate a gingerbread house for anyone before,” Dora couldn’t resist saying.

“You really are something special to him, Serena. He’s broken so many of his own rules for you!”

"Who knew he would nail gingerbread decorating on his first attempt? He seems to succeed in

everything he does. Serena's quite lucky," June chimed in with praise.

Just as Martin was about to respond, his phone on the table began to ring. He glanced at the screen,

his expression clouding over momentarily before he wiped his hands and said to Serena, “I need to

take this call.”

Serena nodded in understanding.

Normally, Martin would take calls without leaving her side.

But this time, he walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window, slid his finger across the screen, and

whispered, “Mom.”

Serena could guess who was calling just by reading his lips, but she kept her face serene and

unruffled.

The voice on the other end seemed furious, and Martin, fearing Serena might overhear, turned to

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Serena’s gaze remained fixed on him, a look of empathetic kindness on her face.

Martin tried to keep his expression calm, not wanting to let her catch on to any trouble.

“Mom, I’ll be there soon.”

As soon as Martin finished his sentence, the person on the other end of the line completely lost her

patience and handed the phone to someone else. Martin heard his father's voice and had to whisper,

“Dad.”

The man on the phone scolded him hard and brought up some issues, ultimately leaving Martin no

choice but to concede, “I’m on my way now.”