Chapter 1627


    Dave chuckled. [You guys are just sour because you can''t have your cake and eat it too. At the concert,


    Be and I wore matching clothes - but only because she was ast-minute lifesaver. The gown was a


    backup for one of the otherdies, and we had to throw it on her in a pinch. No in-ear monitors for her -


    she had to use mine in the rush. And those shoes? I actually gifted those to her a while back. Didn''t


    think she''d still be wearing them after all this time.]


    He shot off texts to his three brothers, who each plunged into deep thought upon reading his message.


    Were they not giving Be enough pocket money that she had to wear the same pair of shoes for so


    long? She was always hustling, always busy - was she strapped for cash, perhaps for her medical


    research?


    But most importantly, would she be jet-setting around when the holiday hit, unable to stay home for a


    cozy family reunion? Pondering this, the three brothers were struck with an idea.


    Arabe was already en route to Belloria.


    She closed her eyes and dozed off on the ne, waking only when her phone buzzed a few times. It


    was a bank notification. Her eyes widened as she checked the sender: Hans, Chasel, and rk?


    And the amounts, a million dors?


    Each brother had sent her a million dors. What was the asion? Why were they suddenly sending


    her money without any reason?


    Soon her phone vibrated again with WhatsApp messages from her brothers.


    [Be, New year is around the corner. I sent you some spending money. Go treat yourself to some new


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    outfits, and especially some shoes.]


    [Be, spotted any shoes you fancytely? I sent you a bit of cash. Go buy yourself a few pairs, and


    while you''re at it, grab some clothes and bags too. Gotta look stunning for the holiday, our Be should


    shine.]


    [Be, I’ve been swamped, and we haven''t had the chance to go shopping before the holiday. Here''s a


    little something for you to treat yourself. Maybe pick up a few pairs of shoes; be good to yourself.]


    Shoes? Why were all three brothers specifically mentioning shoes? Was there something wrong with


    the pair she was wearing?


    Looking down, she started to understand.


    Her shoes were the same model as David''s. So they thought her shoes were worn out, worried she


    couldn''t afford new ones, or were theypeting for affection, wanting her to wear something linked to


    them instead?


    No matter the reasoning, Arabe found their concern both charmingly childish and endearing.


    "No need. I''ve got plenty of shoes - Mom and Dad gave me loads that I haven''t even worn yet."


    She remembered her first day back with the Collins family. Keh had custom-ordered numerous


    outfits, shoes, and purses for her. And Romeo had added to the collection since. She herself could


    never wear it all.


    Just as Arabe was about to transfer the money back to her brothers, their messages popped up.


    [Don''t you dare send it back, or I''ll have my assistant transfer money to you all day. You send it, he''ll


    send it right back, until you keep it.]


    [Do you think my ie isn''t good enough for you? If you refuse it, I will be heartbroken, feeling


    worthless. At this age, it would be sad for me to have you worrying about my earnings.]


    [You''ve got to ept my gift, remember how I was all for you and Romeo? Don''t forget that.]


    Seeing their adamant stance, Arabe replied, [Alright then.]


    Like before, she decided to invest the money. Last time, she had managed to turn a decent profit for


    her parents and her brothers, saving it in separate ounts for their future wedding gifts.