Chapter 1118


    Neither on Christmas Eve nor on Christmas did she receive a gift from her uncle.


    Considering all the shopping her uncle did with Arabe, she was trying to manage not to feel


    aggrieved.


    But did recognizing his biological niece mean that he could abandon her, his adopted niece whom he


    had cared for eighteen years, once and for all?


    She heard from the maid that her brothers even sang and danced for Arabe.


    Not to mention the others, even Hans, it was totally out of character for him!


    What kind of magic did Arabe possess, to change Hans sopletely that he''s willing to do such


    foolish things!


    How did she do it??


    That mom and dad would don Santa suits to amuse Arabe didn''t surprise her at all.


    Yet her uncle, usually so dignified, was willing to go along with it.


    She was so jealous, so angry!!!


    At the dinner table, Arabe said, "I''m full. You quys enjoy."


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    "Dont, don''t go.” David grabbed the hem of her dress, "The concert I invited you to is in four days. You''ll


    “Let go, don''t ruin her dress!" rk swatted David''s hand away, "What''s so great about your lousy


    concert? Be could learn more by studying in theb."


    "It''s called warming up, RAP dopamine, not lousy!" David corrected him, "And if this dress can be


    ruined so easily, it must be the material!"


    “Be, he''s saying the material of the dress you designed isn''t good." Chasel deliberately added fuel to


    the fire.


    “What? Be designed this?" David''s eyes widened as he took a closer look, "I knew it. How could


    there be such a beautiful dress, from the moment I saw this dress. I knew, the person who designed it


    must be very talented, very assertive, very creative."


    "Well, isn''t this a lively scene."


    At that moment, a mncholy voice came from outside the door.


    Everyone looked towards the voice, their expressions a mix of surprise and disbelief.


    "Serena, howe you''re here?"


    Before David could finish his sentence, Serena put on a smile and retorted, "Why, should I not be here?


    Did my presence spoil the fun?"


    “What David meant was, you didn''t give us a heads up. I could have sent a car for you." Sampson


    immediately ordered someone, "Bring an extra chair and set of utensils. Serena, you haven''t had


    dinner right? Come join us."


    Serena''s gaze scanned everyone in the room, finallynding on Arabe.


    Arabe’s eyes were as calm as ever, no surprise, no unease, just looking at her peacefully.


    For the first time in her life, Serena didn''t put on a show in front of everyone, didn''t sweetly call out


    "Be", because she didn''t feel the need to humble herself before Arabe anymore.


    The maid brought a chair. Serena sat down, pouring herself a ss of wine.


    “Serena.” Sampson was about to stop her from drinking.