The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 1398

Chapter 1398

Martin thanked her and was just about to apply the ointment when he heard Eunice ask, "Serena, aren't you going to lend a hand?"

It was then Serena realized that in front of her aunt, she might seem a tad "indifferent" as Martin's girlfriend.

"No need, I've got this’ Martin said gently, giving Serena a tender look. "Serena's hands are made for playing the piano."

At the mention of "playing the piano,” Eunice's curiosity was piqued. "Serena, I heard from your grandpa that you won first place at your last piano competition. What sort of competition was it?"

She seemed genuinely interested.

"It was a national contest, Serena replied, her expression betraying a hint of guilt.

Romeo, seated across from them, chimed in, "It was judged by people under Bella's wing."

"Oh?" Eunice was surprised, her gaze shifting to Romeo. “What do you mean by that?"

"There's a piano competition every year in the country, and Bella is a top judge. She rarely gets involved in the judging herself. It's usually her team that does it"

Not just Eunice, but even Martin and Serena were taken aback, especially Serena. She couldn't believe her first-place win had been decided by people under Arabella's command!

"So Bella is?"

"Melody."

Romeos revelation left both Eunice and Martin completely stunned.

Melody was a legend in the piano world, unmatched to this day.

What puzzled him even more was that Eunice and Arabella seemed to be family, yet not quite. Eunice didn't even know she was Melody, but she still called her "Aunt Eunice’.

What on earth was going on?

“My niece turns out to be a piano master of such talent and adoration," Eunice gushed, lavishing praise. "This is such a surprise for me. Your uncle and grandfather would be so proud if they knew."

Serena had known about Arabella's alter ego as Melody, but she hadn't expected that on her first time bringing her boyfriend home to meet her aunt, the entire time would be spent in admiration of Arabella. Praising her medical expertise, her artistic talent.

They were completely forgotten, reduced to mere backdrop!

"We'll have to have you play a couple of pieces for me later!"

Arabella couldn't help but smile at her aunt's enthusiasm. "Of course."