Chapter 1911


    No matter who showed up, Arabe was confident she could snag their tail and trace it back to the


    puppet master pulling the strings!


    "Be, we still keep the Christmas tree at home. You hadn’t have time to decorate the treest time, so


    let''s go hang some ornaments on the Christmas tree, shall we?" Louisa called from a short distance


    away.


    "Sure."


    Thought they all had celebrated the Christmas Day together, and had a happy time. Since they finally


    had Be back, they wanted to celebrate every festival with her. To make each one a grand event.


    Hence, all morning, they were busy with festive preparations. They stuck decals on the windows,


    arranged cheerful streamers, and hung ornaments. They crafted New Year''s decorations and ced


    them in every nook and cranny of the house, adorning the indoor nts with fairy lights and ornaments.


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    The family was engulfed inughter and chatter, a lively scene indeed.


    The staff wasn''t idle either; they strung up joyful banners across the ceiling and decorated the garden''s


    flora with strings of lights.


    The whole house, inside and out, was brimming with the spirit of the New Year. A dozen photographers


    captured the moment, no staged shots necessary; every frame was filled with warmth and joy.


    Seeing her home transformed, Arabe felt something new stirring within her. Celebrating the New


    Year with so many people was truly happiness.


    As noon approached.


    Four chefs rolled out dough, prepared fillings, and gathered everyone to sit down and make cheese


    tarts together.


    "Be, do you know how to make them? I''ve just learned it myself." Louisa started to show her


    daughter how to make cheese tarts, but in the blink of an eye, Arabe had already crafted one


    perfectly.


    Everyone was stunned, not even catching how she did it.


    "Be, did you make a fortune as a chef? You not only can make tarts but such intricate ones at that?"


    Her brothers were in disbelief. Their little sister, a maestro in the making!


    "Grannie Grace taught me a while back." Arabe said with a casual smile, her heart wandering to


    memories of Grannie Grace.


    Sensing her mood shift, they all knew she was missing Grannie Grace.


    "In the afternoon, each family will have the afternoon tea. Let’s honor Grannie Grace by enjoying the


    cheese tarts she taught you to make."


    Before Louisa could finish, Keh chimed in, "Exactly, we owe her so much. As her parents, we


    should pay our respects."


    "I want to thank her for raising my precious granddaughter so well." Grandma Cornelia''s voice wavered


    with emotion, imagining how much livelier it would be if Grannie Grace were still with them.


    Belinda added, "We''d like to thank her too."


    "We''ll join as well," said David. "If the Murphy family doesn''t pay tribute to Grannie Grace, then we, the


    Collins family, will make sure she knows we care about her. We''ll never forget what she did for Be."


    Moved by their words, Arabe replied, "If Grannie Grace can hear us, she''d be delighted.”


    Afterward, Arabe crafted various creative tarts which the chefs baked and served. Everyone


    mored for a taste.


    Grandpa Bernard snatched three cheese tarts from the emptying te.


    "I''ve never had the chance to taste food made by my sweet granddaughter."


    "You''re stealing food from the elderly."


    "Has the Collins family starved you lot?"


    In the end, the older folksmandeered the cheese tarts from the younger ones'' tes.