Chapter 1909


    Be had seen it all.


    The hustle and bustle of decorating was in full swing as the servants brought out a stack of decals.


    Quick as a sh, David snatched up at least half of them.


    "Come on, sis, let''s go!" rk tugged at Arabe''s sleeve, dragging her outside.


    Hans and Chasel stepped forward, blocking the way.


    "Let the elders take a break. We young folks can handle the decorations," they dered.


    "Since when did you guys start working together like this." the elders murmured in surprise, not


    expecting such unity for their beloved sister.


    Finally, David got to indulge in his joy of decorating with Arabe, chattering away.


    "David, could you pipe down for a sec? We wanna hear what Be has to say," the others intervened.


    Arabe was just about to speak when a servant''s cry of rm broke through the noise, her anxiety so


    palpable you could almost see her stamping her feet in distress.


    "Oh no, what to do? What to do?" The servant was on the verge of tears.


    "What''s wrong?" Arabe looked toward the sound to find the servant.


    "Ms. Be, I identally tore the banners outside the main gate." She held in her hands two long


    banners, "It''s mainly because these banners can''t be folded, they are too long and big. With a gust of


    wind, I don''t know how they got torn. What should we do? The outside gate is huge, these banners are


    specifically customized, and we had a calligrapher write them."


    At the mention of "calligrapher," the brothers, who had been busy with the main door, all paused and


    looked towards Arabe.


    When it came to calligraphy, who could outshine Be?


    They had seen Be''s calligraphy before – it was bold and magnificent, taking one''s breath away.


    "Do we have any more banners at home? Cut it to size, and I''ll handle the writing."


    Hope flickered in the servant''s eyes at Arabe''s offer. Indeed, Ms. Be was a renowned calligrapher


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    – her writing was worth much more than the original banners!


    "Thank you, Ms. Be, thank you." Jenny bobbed with gratitude, hurrying off to prepare.


    After Arabe and her brothers finished adorning the main house with festive ornaments on the


    doorknobs, they moved on to decorate the mansion''s main gate.


    Then, the servant had everything ready for Arabe.


    Arabe mixed the gold powder just right, dipped her brush, and crafted a banner right there and then.


    The family gathered around, murmuring praise.


    "Be''s writing is incredible, blows that calligrapher out of the water!"


    "If someone saw these banners, they''d think we''d bought them for a fortune."


    "Such face we''ll have with these up! Be, you''re amazing," the servants apuded.


    Grandpa looked on, endlessly praising the work.


    With the family''s help, Arabe''s handcrafted banners were ced on the main gate. The entrance


    now spoke of elegance, all thanks to Ms. Be''s touch.