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Chapter 1447

    Chapter 1447


    Arabe chuckled lightly at the sight before her, a yful glint in her eyes.


    “Isn''t it just a couple of grilled skewers you wanted to satisfy your craving?"she teased.


    Darren, with a skewer in hand, couldn''t stop himself from devouring more.


    "What I meant was, a few of each vor.” he said through mouthfuls.


    Just then, Serena limped into the garden, having been invited by a servant.


    Darren, seeing her uneven gait, couldn''t help but express his concern, "Serena, what''s with your foot?


    Why are you limping like that?"


    Serena cast a fearful nce at Arabe and then spoke meekly, “It''s nothing, I just..."


    Before she could finish, Eunice jumped in, "She was just throwing a tantrumst night and took a spill.


    Honestly, Serena, you should apologize to your sister. You said so many harsh things and acted out of


    line. You owe Arabe an apology."


    Tears welled up in Serena''s eyes, her face the picture of misery and injustice.


    She had been roughed up by Arabe and couldn''t even tell her grandparents, and now she had to


    apologize to Arabe in front of everyone?


    Was her aunt showing favoritism so tantly?


    “Exactly, you were way out of line with what you said to your sisterst night."


    chimed in another voice.


    Those words fromst night were too much for Belinda to bear, "Even though it was said in the heat of


    the moment, it still came from you. You should still apologize and make amends with your sister"


    "I know I was at faultst night," Serena said, trying to y the victim. "Even though I got hurt too, and


    even fractured my palm, what was said was said.


    Sister, I''m sorry. Let me toast to you."


    She reached for a small ss of juice on the table, but Eunice interrupted by pushing a bunch of grilled


    skewers towards her, "No need for toasts. What if the juice is spiked? Just eat a skewer, and your


    sister will forgive you".


    Serena looked at the handful of skewers, coated with a thickyer of chili powder, and with tears


    brimming in her eyes, she protested, ‘Aunt Eunice, I can''t handle spicy food"


    “That''s exactly why you should eat it, to show your sincerity, Eunice said gently. "Besides, it''s not really


    that spicy, just a formality. I wouldn''t actually make you suffer, would I? Let''s have your grandma try it


    and see."


    Eunice purposely picked a non-spicy skewer and handed it to Belinda, who took a bite and nodded,


    "It''s really not spicy."


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    “Your aunt knows you don''t usually eat skewers, so she thought it''d be nice for you to have some now,


    Eunice said, grabbing Serena''s hand to hold the skewer. “Alright, let''s all dig in!"


    Serena felt the greasiness in her hand and took a bite, only to be overwhelmed by the heat.


    She coughed uncontrobly, tears streaming from her eyes, "I really can''t. It''s too spicy"


    "You can''t handle that bit of spice?" Euniceughed, "Well, then, as you said, have some juice."


    Serena nodded weakly.


    Eunice ced arge pitcher of juice in front of Serena, standing a foot tall.


    "This can''t be too spicy for you, right?"


    Belinda knew thatst night Serena had mistaken Eunice for Arabe and had given her an earful. This


    morning, they''d had another argument. Eunice, always straightforward, just wanted Serena to


    apologize sincerely.


    "So, Serena, just drink it. It''s not that much” she said.


    Misunderstandings within the family needed to be cleared up.


    Serena stared at therge pitcher of juice. With tears in her eyes, she drank it all, her stomach nearly


    bursting. After gulping down so much juicete at night, she couldn''t hold it in. Before long, she was


    rushing to the bathroom, struck by a bout of diarrhea.
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