The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella and Romeo) novel Chapter 1117

How could they?!

How could they be so unfair?!

Was the eighteen years of affection all just a sham??

Could it really not compare to the blood relation??

It must have been Uncle Sampson's idea. There wasn't a single servant in the garden, and they must have gone inside to dine, joining in the gaiety.

Serena pushed open the intricately carved gate, alone walking in the garden.

She remembered, when she was in elementary school, one winter break, she had come here.

Just like now, it was snowing then, spotless snow flakes drifting endlessly. The garden was so vast that she couldn't see the end of it. She ran around in the garden for a long time, even throwing snowballs at her uncle.

Her uncle would play along, smiling gently, looking at her with indulgent eyes.

That moment was so beautiful, all the maids were smiling, saying that Sampson liked her the most, and she was the only one in the world who dared to throw snowballs at him.

Another year, in the autumn, she came with her parents to visit her uncle, picking numerous precious flowers and plants from the garden.

Back then she didn't know the value of those plants. She just thought they were pretty. Louisa scolded her, but Sampson indulgently said, ‘It’s nothing. As long as Serena likes them, the whole garden, even the whole villa can be given to her.’

Everything in the past was so beautiful, and it was heart-wrenching to think about it.

At that moment, a few maids passed by in the garden.

"Tonight's dinner was really lavish. Ms. Collins is so lucky to have so many family members dote on her."