Chapter 1989

“The child is just too adorable; we’ve also prepared little gifts for her.” Gabriel Stapleton set down the

shopping bags on the coffee table. Gustave and his companion were somewhat anxious, because they

had given Arabella a small token of affection, but Stapleton had brought two considerable presents.

“Oh, you are all too kind.”

Soon after, seven or eight more guests arrived, and Arabella was kept busy with the ceremony of

accepting gifts over and over again, not to mention the mountain of presents piling up.

“Bella, your phone’s been buzzing nonstop; it looks like someone’s trying to reach you. Why don’t you

go on up and check?” David came downstairs, greeted the guests, and skillfully diverted their attention

from his sister.

All the guests’ attention then turned to David, praising him for his soaring popularity, his pleasant

singing voice, and his impressive dance moves—in short, they had nothing but high praise for him.

Arabella knew that David was giving her an out, a chance to catch her breath. In truth, her phone was

in her pocket the whole time, not upstairs.

Once back in her room, Arabella casually placed the stack of gift cards onto her desk, which was

already overflowing with them, all forcefully bestowed upon her by guests over the past few days.

The maid, busy tidying the bed, chuckled, “Ms. Bella, you are the record holder for receiving the most

New Year's cards and gifts I've ever seen.”

“It’s also the first time I’ve ever had this much.”

“Ms. Bella, you’ve really been through it. That Serena took advantage of your identity for years, raking

in all these New Year's gifts without a hint of gratitude, and even schemed against you, it’s simply

outrageous!”

“Let’s not bring her up during the holidays.”

After making the bed, the maid offered with a smile, “Ms. Bella, shall I organize these for you?”

“Sure.” Arabella couldn’t be bothered to organize those gifts. Leaving them in a pile was not a solution.

“Wow, this one feels quite hefty.” The maid picked up one of the gift boxes, opened it, and found two

stacks of cash. “It amounts to twenty thousand dollars. Let me just count this.”

Reclining on the sofa, Arabella replied to Romeo’s messages with one hand. Hearing what the maid

had said, she responded languidly, “Don’t trouble yourself with counting, just open them up. I’ll have

someone take them to the bank’s counting machine.”

Otherwise, it would be counting forever.

“Alright.” The maid’s smile widened as she progressed opening envelopes. “Ms. Bella, you know what?

The smallest amount in these is ten thousand dollars.”

She couldn’t believe how generous these people were!

“Have you been using the skincare products I gave you?”

At that moment, Edith knocked and came in with a tray of fruit.

“Once Ms. Bella has finished greeting everyone, I’ll mention there’s a call for you and whisk you away.”

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“Thanks, Edith.”

“Well, I’ll head down and attend to the guests then.”

“Okay.”