The Princess and the Pauper

Chapter 1931

Everyone suddenly remembered that Arabella had been bustling around in the kitchen. Given its vast

size and each person engrossed with their own culinary creations, hoping to impress Arabella, they had

no clue what she had whipped up for them.

The dish presented at the table was a particularly rare and expensive lobster, larger than life, its price

tag dwarfing that of other well-known varieties. Originally, the chef had been tasked with preparing this

lobster, but Arabella had spotted it earlier in the afternoon and volunteered to take over.

She transformed it into a dish of exquisite beauty, so tantalizing it instantly whetted everyone's appetite.

"Whoa, sis, you can cook lobster???" Clark was utterly astounded, hastily pulling out his phone to snap

a flurry of photos.

"Sis, is there anything in this world you can't do?"

Before David could finish his thought, he felt a sharp pinch from Mom on his arm and a stealthy stomp

from Dad under the table, all while receiving a barrage of warning glares from around the table.

Confused and in pain, David wondered what he had said wrong.

"It's okay." Arabella just smiled calmly, "Why don't you all give it a try?"

With that, everyone eagerly reached for their forks, chuckling and chatting.

"If Bella made it, it's got to be delicious."

"This is definitely chef-level work."

The chef, overhearing their praises, immediately concurred, "Even a chef with three to five years of

experience might not handle a lobster this perfectly, this delicately. Ms. Arabella Collins's culinary skills

are truly humbling."

"To hear that from Daniel..." Grandma Belinda said with a beaming smile, "means it's truly high praise.

Bella, your cooking is definitely top-notch."

David was still puzzled about what he had done wrong until he caught Clark's eye. Clark discreetly sent

him a text message.

"The only thing sis couldn't do was save Grannie Grace. Let's not bring that up again."

David's mind buzzed with realization; he had inadvertently rubbed salt into his sister's wounds. But his

sister didn't blame him. Seeing that he hadn't started eating, she even got up to place a succulent piece

of lobster onto his plate.

"Try it, David."

Her face remained serene and sweet, just as gentle and endearing as ever. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

David was overwhelmed with guilt, cursing his thoughtless chatter. He resolved never to mention it

again.

"Oh, by the way, you boys, why didn't you bring your girlfriends over for dinner tonight?" Grandma

Belinda suddenly asked.

Earlier, Louisa had suggested the boys visit their girlfriends' families first to show respect, and then

bring them over to join the festive dinner.

"Myrna's family went up to the mountains for a memorial service. They'll have dinner at the ancestral

home. It's a long trip, and I didn't want her to have to travel back and forth," Chasel explained first.

"I also agreed with Carol that we'd keep it simple for dinner, and I'll visit her place later," Clark added.

Hans nodded in agreement, "Same for me."

The attention then turned to the two bachelors of the group.

David, who had been enjoying his meal heartily, looked up as the elder's gazes settled on him. After

swallowing his bite, he said, "Sean is ahead of me in line. Nudge him first!"

He couldn't resist adding, "And Sean, when are you going to bring Ophelia home for dinner? Oh, wait, I

should ask, when are you going to win Ophelia over?"