The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella and Romeo) novel Chapter 809

"I don't trust either of you," said Arabella, her voice as cool as a snowflake landing on a winter's morn. "I just know who's more trustworthy. Do you think your little schemes go unnoticed? Save your second-rate tricks. I don't have the time or patience for your circus acts."

With that, she strode off with her long legs, leaving Alma trailing in her wake.

Alma watched her retreating back, her mind racing. She couldn't let it end like this. With a huff, she hurried after Arabella. "Alright, yes, I admit it. I made it all up. I just want to join forces with you and drive Serena out of the Collins family. What do you say? Care to team up?"

Arabella looked at her as if she had suddenly sprouted two heads. "What the hell is wrong with you? Is she eating your food, drinking your water, or spending your money? What business of yours is it if she stays or goes? Keep this up, and you'll be the first one out of the Collins family."

"What?" Alma hadn't expected Arabella to stand up for Serena. And she certainly hadn't expected such conviction in her voice.

"So, you're saying you'd stand against me, for her? Think about it, Arabella. Serena doesn't have a drop of Collins blood in her. Me? I'm purebred Collins. Do you think you can just kick me out? Think again."

"Is that so?" Arabella's cold gaze made Alma shiver.

Arabella's eyes held a promise. A promise that, somehow, she could single-handedly kick Alma out of the Collins family.

But she hadn’t done something that was so terrible.

However, Arabella's gaze made Alma uneasy.

Louisa smiled as Arabella approached. "What were you two talking about? Finished already?"

"We are just discussing a little alliance."