The Princess and the Pauper

Chapter 1909

Bella had seen it all.

The hustle and bustle of decorating was in full swing as the servants brought out a stack of decals.

Quick as a flash, David snatched up at least half of them.

"Come on, sis, let's go!" Clark tugged at Arabella's sleeve, dragging her outside.

Hans and Chasel stepped forward, blocking the way.

"Let the elders take a break. We young folks can handle the decorations," they declared.

"Since when did you guys start working together like this." the elders murmured in surprise, not

expecting such unity for their beloved sister.

Finally, David got to indulge in his joy of decorating with Arabella, chattering away.

"David, could you pipe down for a sec? We wanna hear what Bella has to say," the others intervened.

Arabella was just about to speak when a servant's cry of alarm broke through the noise, her anxiety so

palpable you could almost see her stamping her feet in distress.

"Oh no, what to do? What to do?" The servant was on the verge of tears.

"What's wrong?" Arabella looked toward the sound to find the servant.

"Ms. Bella, I accidentally tore the banners outside the main gate." She held in her hands two long

banners, "It's mainly because these banners can't be folded, they are too long and big. With a gust of

wind, I don't know how they got torn. What should we do? The outside gate is huge, these banners are

specifically customized, and we had a calligrapher write them."

At the mention of "calligrapher," the brothers, who had been busy with the main door, all paused and Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

looked towards Arabella.

When it came to calligraphy, who could outshine Bella?

They had seen Bella's calligraphy before – it was bold and magnificent, taking one's breath away.

"Do we have any more banners at home? Cut it to size, and I'll handle the writing."

Hope flickered in the servant's eyes at Arabella's offer. Indeed, Ms. Bella was a renowned calligrapher

– her writing was worth much more than the original banners!

"Thank you, Ms. Bella, thank you." Jenny bobbed with gratitude, hurrying off to prepare.

After Arabella and her brothers finished adorning the main house with festive ornaments on the

doorknobs, they moved on to decorate the mansion's main gate.

Then, the servant had everything ready for Arabella.

Arabella mixed the gold powder just right, dipped her brush, and crafted a banner right there and then.

The family gathered around, murmuring praise.

"Bella's writing is incredible, blows that calligrapher out of the water!"

"If someone saw these banners, they'd think we'd bought them for a fortune."

"Such face we'll have with these up! Bella, you're amazing," the servants applauded.

Grandpa looked on, endlessly praising the work.

With the family's help, Arabella's handcrafted banners were placed on the main gate. The entrance

now spoke of elegance, all thanks to Ms. Bella's touch.