Chapter 806


    Alma nudged Serena with her elbow, promptly turning around to ask, "Keh, Louisa, what kind of


    fruit would you like? I''ll wash them all together."


    Serena, jostled by the unexpected nudge, identally sliced her own finger. A thin line of blood


    appeared.


    Pretending to be surprised, Alma turned back, "Oh, Serena! What happened? Did you cut your finger?


    How careless! Mom, call the nurse quickly. A cut could lead to an infection if not treated properly."


    Before Serena could retort, Alma intercepted again, "Serena, are you in a lot of pain? Hang in there,


    the nurse will be here soon!” She took the fruit and the peeler from Serena''s hand, feigning worry, "You


    should go and have that wound dressed. I''ll take care of the rest, but I can''t make a fruit sd. We''ll


    have to wait for you to do it for Grandma."


    “Did Serena cut her finger?" Cornelia asked and called for the nurse immediately, "Take Serena to get


    her wound looked at."


    “Certainly, Madam,’ the nurse responded politely and quickly whisked Serena away.


    “Serena never used to know how to make a fruit sd, let alone peel fruits.” Alma sighed as she


    washed the fruits, “Unlike me, I''ve been ving away in the kitchen since I was a kid"


    “What do you mean ‘ving’? I was training you!” Beverly feigned anger.


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    “Yeah, right. You just didn''t pamper your children like they do."


    Upon hearing this, Beverly turned to Cornelia, "Mom, look at your darling granddaughter."


    Cornelia was lost in thought.


    She pondered on Alma''s words. Serena never knew how to peel fruits, let alone make a fruit sd.


    Had she learned to impress the family?


    If that were true, Serena''s situation was a bit pitiful.


    Suddenly, Alma interrupted Cornelia’s thoughts, "Grandma, my mom is ratting me out again. You have


    to say something."


    Arabe, on the other hand, watched the scene with indifference.


    She thought Serena was silly for not defending herself and letting others nder her. However, she


    chose to stay out of it and simply watched the drama unfold.


    Alma sneaked a look at Arabe in the mirror. Seeing that she was unaffected by the conversation,


    Alma felt a pang of difort.


    She had insinuated that Arabe’s parents adored Serena, hoping to invoke jealousy in Arabe. But


    Arabe didn''t react at all.


    After cutting the fruit, Alma carefully set aside a small portion ona separate te, announcing, "I''ve


    saved this te for Serena. None of you are allowed to touch it."


    Cornelia chuckled, "You two sisters have always been at odds, but you always think of each other."


    "Grandma, try some of the fruit I cut." Alma presented the fruit tray to Cornelia, picking up a slice of


    apple for her. "I know you love apples. Try it and tell me if my fruit is sweeter than Serena''s."


    Cornelia couldn''t help butugh, "Why does everything have to be apetition with Serena?"


    “Because you favor her!" Alma grinned, trying to charm Cornelia.


    After a while, she moved the fruit tray in front of Arabe, "Be, do you want some?"


    "You didn''t even offer to your parents or to your uncle and aunt first; Cornelia chuckled, "It seems you


    really adore your sister: "Who wouldn''t admire Be? She''s so aplished!" Alma''s smile was


    innocent and pure.


    Arabe, however, was not interested. She simply replied, "I''m not hungry."