Chapter 1225


    On the other side of town.


    When Arabe saw Romeo off at the gate of their vi, Romeo gave her a gentle pat on her head, "I''m


    sorry for the trouble."


    "It''s okay."


    She wasn''t going to be hurt by Serena''s small schemes.


    "There''s something I haven''t told you." Romeo started, his gaze locked with Arabe’s, "Hans reached


    out to me on Christmas Eve"


    This surprised Arabe, as Hans didn''t seem like the type to take the initiative tomunicate.


    "The family has been discussing revealing your true identity to the world in less than a month. So rk


    and I want to deal with the external forces as soon as possible, so that everyone will know that you are


    the true Collins family heiress."


    What he didn''t expect was Serena''s attempt to tarnish Arabe''s reputation with outrageous lies.


    A smirk yed on Arabe''s lips, "So, they were nning to surprise me, but you spoiled the


    surprise?"


    "Hans should tell you about this tonight." Romeo patted her head again, "Everyone wants to reveal


    your identity as soon as possible, but due to various reasons, we''ve let her have her way."


    "I''s okay. Whether it''s revealed or not, it doesn''t matter to me." Arabe smiled, "Don''t worry about me.


    Go home and be careful on the road."


    “If she tries any tricks, remember to tell me."


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    "Don''t worry. Can''t I handle her?" Arabeughed, clearly not considering Serena a threat at all.


    “Tomorrow the Temple family might hold a funeral. I''ll pick you up then."


    “Okay.


    After Romeo left, Arabe returned to Reflections Vi.


    She ate, drank, and returned to her room to work. She needed to make time to attend Crystal''s funeral


    and check on her grandfather''s health.


    On the other side.


    Upon hearing the news, Martha rushed to Serena, “Serena, that damn girl ate two bowls of pasta


    tonight! Even a pig can''t eat as much as she does! While you''re here starving and suffering, she''s


    eating and sleeping well!"


    "lL expected as much." Serenaid in bed weakly, "The more miserable I am, the happier she is."


    Just because Arabe had Hans''s support for now, what was there to be proud of?


    "Serena, how are you feeling now?" Martha asked with concern.


    Serena was as white as a sheet, her lips void of color. In hopes of gaining Hans''s forgiveness, she had


    soaked in a cold bath for a full hour!


    Upon hearing the beep of the thermometer, Martha quickly checked it, “Oh my god, Serena, you have a


    fever of 102 Fahrenheit! I''ll get you a cooling patch."


    “Martha." Serena stopped her weakly, “If you use it now, it''ll all be for nothing. Call Hans and ask when


    he''sing back."


    “Right, right." Martha hadn''t thought Serena would still be so calm even when she was sick. She had


    really changed!


    As Martha reached for her phone, Serena''s vision began to blur until she passed out.


    "Hello Hans, when will you be home? It''s already eight. It''s Serena."


    Before Martha could finish, Hans coldly interrupted her, "Let her wait."


    “But Serena can''t wait! She''s sick, with a fever of 102 Fahrenheit! Her face is pale. She''s been crying


    all afternoon. She might have gotten sick from crying so hard."


    Hans''s gaze flickered withplexity.


    “Please, Hans,e home soon." Martha''s voice was filled with tears, “Serena hasn''t eaten anything


    till now and she''s burning up with fever."