Chapter 340


    “Don’t worry, mom, you’ve raised me for eighteen years; I won’t bite the hand that feeds me.” Serena


    expressed her feelings once again with deep affection. Just then, Dr. Zoe came in. Serena immediately


    pretended to be in pain, putting on a look of grievance as sheined to Louisa, even bringing up


    her


    childhood.


    Hans just got back and, seeing the scene, couldn’t help but ask, “What happened?”


    “Bro, I identally took a tumble.” Serena, supported by a servant,y down on the sofa, looking


    pitiful.


    “How did you fall?”


    Before going over, Hans put down the things he bought on the way in front of Arabe and asked, “Do


    you like them?”


    “Bro, you’re so unfair, Sis gets new stuff and I get nothing!” Serena pretended to be jealous, pouting


    and looking very affected.


    “What haven’t you had before?” Hans said, then added, “Besides, you can’t use this anyway.”


    What can’t she use?


    Serena widened her eyes in surprise.


    Arabe opened the small gift box; it was a set of limited–edition lipsticks.


    “Be can use these at work; I heard a lot of girls are scrambling for this set.”


    He contacted the brand directly; they wanted to send him a few sets, but he refused and chose to buy it


    himself..


    The gift he gave to his sister had a different meaning than the ones sent by the brand.


    “Thank you, bro.” Arabe spoke softly.


    Hearing the word “bro,” Hans felt even better; his eyes softened a bit. “If you need anything in the


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    future, just let me know; I’ll buy it for you.


    At this time, Dr. Zoe finished checking Serena, finding only bruises and swelling, nothing serious.”


    But after all, she is a daughter of the Collins family, so he had to prescribe some medication for her:


    “Ah, it hurts.”


    When the servant was applying the medicine to Serena, she would asionally cry out in pain,


    frequently interrupting the conversation between the siblings.


    Dr. Zoe didn’t know what to say; it’s just a bruise and swelling. Miss Collins was being so dramatic,


    screaming like this, that people would think she broke a bone.


    Arabe’s phone vibrated twice; it was Grandpa Beck calling: She stood up and said, “I’ll go upstairs


    first.


    “Be.” Hans wanted to chat with her a bit more, but seeing her leave, he seemed a bit unhappy.


    What happened?


    At this time, Martha hurriedly said, “Hans, look at Serena; she keeps crying out in pain.”


    “Drama queen.” Hans gave her a displeased look and said, “Someone, help Serena upstairs to rest; let


    her know when dinner is ready.”


    “Bro, I’m not being a drama queen; it really hurts.” Serena said it again in a coquettish manner.


    “Grandpa Beck.” Arabe walked up the stairs, her voice soft. “How have you been?”


    “Not good, not good at all! It’s been almost a month; you haven’t even called me! I’m sick of staying


    with those old geezers all day! Last time, Grandpa Alberto even bragged about having dinner with you!


    Hmph, you didn’t even invite me! Left me out!”