Chapter 676


    Before Arabe could even respond, Serena chimed in, "If you''re bothered by me being the adopted


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    daughter, I can clear that up in front of our ssmates. Make it crystal clear that you''re the real Collins


    family princess and I''m just a charity case. I won''t let my vanity hurt you anymore."


    Arabe stayed silent.


    "Sis, can you give me onest chance? Just one more, okay?" Serena pleaded, tugging at Arabe''s


    sleeve. "Can we be good sisters again and forget all the past unpleasantness?"


    Arabe noticed that this time Serena''s eyes weren''t filled with the usual scheming and cunning.


    Instead, they were filled with sincerity and pleading. She was probably scared of losing everything she


    had, hence her desperation.


    "Sis, I''m begging you!" Serena tried to kneel, but Arabe stopped her with a foot, saying coldly, "Some


    issues can''t be settled by getting on your knees."


    "What do you want me to do then?" Serena asked earnestly. "Bring you breakfast every day? Lunch?


    Hang out with you after school, save you a seat in the cafeteria? Help you pick up packages? Give you


    massages?"


    No need to go overboard.


    "Sis, you name it. Anything you want me to do, I promise I''ll do it!" Serena seemed to have made a big


    decision.


    "We''ll see," Arabe replied nomittally, and she left early with Myrna.


    Serena was left alone, unsure of what Arabe''s vague response meant. Was she forgiven? Not


    forgiven? Or intended to watch her actions?


    Serena turned to Chasel for help as Arabe left. "Chasel."


    But Chasel was just as indifferent: "You should go back."


    He didn''t explicitly offer her a chance either.


    "Chasel, don''t go. Talk to Arabe for me. I really realize my mistake." Serena followed Chasel like a


    pitiful sidekick.


    When they got to a nearby restaurant, Chasel, Myrna, and Arabe went in first. Serena followed them


    in after settling the cab fare.


    The waiter looked curiously at the somewhat disheveled youngdy and politely asked, "Excuse me,


    are you here alone or with the three who just walked in?"


    "With them." Serena followed them upstairs. When they went into a private room, she didn''t dare to


    enter, waiting outside instead.


    Inside the room, Chasel nced at Arabe and gently asked, "How do you n to handle this?"


    "Chasel, how do you think I should handle this?" Arabe''s gaze was pressuring.


    Myrna couldn''t help but sigh. Arabe was indeed the real daughter of the Collins family. Her aura was


    just as powerful, if not more so.


    "I''ll handle it ording to your wishes." Chasel poured her a ss of lemon water, then poured one for


    Myrna too. He seemed to have gotten used to her powerful presence.