The Princess and the Pauper

Chapter 1949

Serena's eyes lit up in an instant when she heard June's words. "What did you say?" Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

"There's a room. It has your parents' memorial plaques. But Mr. Cooper didn't want to upset you, so he

didn't tell you."

"Take me there now!"

June didn't dare delay, and wheeled Serena into the elevator, descending to the basement level.

The door opened, and Serena saw the memorial plaques of her biological father and mother hanging

on the wall, complete with their photographs. On the table below were flowers.

Tears streamed down her face as she hadn't expected Martin to be so thoughtful, to set aside such a

space in the mansion!

"Mr. Cooper has always kept you in his heart, treating your late parents with genuine respect."

"He instructed us to refresh the flowers every day. Just this morning, Mr. Cooper even paid his

respects."

"Mr. Cooper is really good to you."

Serena couldn't stop her tears. Eventually, with the help of the servants, she put another batch of

flowers and bowed deeply.

"Dad, Mom, forgive me for not being able to kneel before you. All these years you've endured so much,

working in silence to give me a better life. I swear here, I will avenge you! Those two villains will pay!"

After Serena silently finished her vow, tears flooded her eyes once more as she gazed at her parents'

plaques, her resolve for revenge growing even stronger.

Reflections Villa.

After Kenneth and Louisa finished discussing the next day's plans with Arabella, the family stayed up

until half-past midnight, and then Arabella went to take a shower.

She emerged to find messages from Romeo, saying he'd made it home, and several gifts from her

grandfathers, sent hours ago. She had been so busy, she'd only just noticed the messages.

In Grandpa Beck's living room, the 3D holographic fireplace flickered endlessly with its artificial flames.

The grandfathers were gathered together for warmth, some lying on rocking chairs, others leaning on

the couch, and some snacking.

Without exception, each of them checked their phones, hoping for a reply from their darling girl.

Grandpa Beck, once again, unlocked his phone only to be met with disappointment, and couldn't help

asking the others, "Has Bella accepted the gifts we sent?"

Grandpa Charles replied immediately, "Not yet," his expression slightly forlorn.

The other grandfathers also reported that Arabella hadn't replied to their messages for a while, let

alone accepted their gifts.

"Word has it Bella was bringing the McMillian boy home for dinner, then had to accompany him to the

McMillian estate. She's probably just got back home to celebrate the New Year with her own family."

Grandpa Jarvis remarked with a lack of enthusiasm, "The New Year doesn't feel quite right without the

youngster around."

"Now Bella is so busy she doesn't even have time to accept our gifts, let alone join us for dinner."

Grandpa Charles suddenly felt nostalgic for the past when Grannie Grace brought the girl to join them

for the holiday meals, and one year, she even spent New Year's Eve with them alone.

Those were days of happiness, so distant and so dearly missed.

"Bella has more people caring for her now, her New Year's is busier than ever. We should be happy for

her!" Grandpa Eugene chimed in optimistically, "Besides, we're in her heart, and once she's done, she'll

surely accept our gifts."