Chapter 1940


    Half an hourter.


    All the performances hade to an end, and Jennifer, linking arms with Arabe, beamed at her,


    "Be, how about we go watch the fireworks? Your Grandma and Grandpa had them set up just for


    you."


    Arabe''s gaze shifted towards Phillip and Shirley, her tone gentle, "Thank you, Grandma and


    Grandpa."


    "I just hope you like them." Phillip helped his wife put on a woolen beanie and a thick coat before they


    all made their way to the garden.


    "It''s a bit nippy out here, Be. Do you have a warmer coat?" A gust of wind made Shirley''s neck chill,


    and she was concerned Arabe might catch a cold.


    But in the next second, Romeo draped his overcoat around Arabe''s shoulders and meticulously


    fastened each button, "Wear mine, it''ll do."


    The ck overcoat hung loose on Arabe, entuating her slender figure even more.


    Cathy hadn''t expected Arabe to carry off Romeo''s overcoat with such a cool vibe.


    It seemed like her sister-inw was a natural clothes horse, the kind who could make even a bup


    sack look good.


    Romeo, with his arm around Arabe''s waist, led her to the garden. No sooner had they found a spot


    than twenty magnificent fireworks burst overhead simultaneously, the spectacle grand and visually


    stunning.


    Arabe hadn''t expected the McMillians to stage such a splendid and dazzling fireworks show for her.


    With one burst fading, another would bloom instantly, leaving onlookers breathless and visually


    satiated.


    Romeo pulled Arabe closer, shielding her from the chilly breeze.


    The fireworks lit up the entire night sky, a riot of colors gradually forming various patterns and finally,


    the words ''Happy New Year'' traced in sparks.


    After the show, all the elders wished Arabe a Happy New Year. The warm and cheerful atmosphere


    stirred a sense of warmth and emotion within her.


    "Be!"


    As the fireworks disy came to an end, everyone started heading back inside. Cathy hurriedly caught


    up to Arabe and said to Romeo, "I need to ask Be about something."


    After a nce from Arabe, Romeo reluctantly let go of her but shot Cathy a warning look, silently


    telling her not to stir up trouble.


    Cathy pretended not to notice and, clinging to Arabe''s hand, whispered, "Be, can I ask you how


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    you tamed my big brother? He''s so gentle around you."


    Before she could finish, she quickly added, "I don''t mean to tame him, just wish he''d be a bit gentler


    with us too."


    "Cathy." Romeo''s voice came from behind them.


    Cathy spun around, stammering, "I was just telling sis how gentle you are! She said you''re really


    gentle!"


    The sternness in Romeo''s demeanor softened into a more gentle presence.


    "Romeo really does seem a lot gentler around you!!" Cathy once again murmured in Arabe''s ear, "I


    dere, from this moment on, you''re my idol. Whatever you say, I''ll do!"


    "Speak your mind," Arabe said, seeing right through her little ruse but knowing she bore no malice.


    Cathy hadn''t expected her sister-inw to be so much more perceptive than she''d anticipated, and she


    giggled, slightly embarrassed, "Romeo thinks I''ve been disrespectful to you and has sentenced me to


    copy the family code ten times. You have no idea, our family code is foul and lengthy, enough to circle


    the Earth! Please, dear Be, help me talk to him. Wouldn''t once be enough?"


    Copying it ten times would be the death of her.


    Arabe raised an eyebrow, realizing this young girl had cozied up to her, arm in arm, hoping to reduce


    her sentence.


    "Actually, writing more could benefit you," Arabe teased.


    "How so?"


    "Your handwriting might improve."