The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 1482

As soon as Louisa finished speaking, Kenneth quickly interjected, “Hold up, hold up. The kid’s gotten used to the chef’s cooking. Besides, the chef knows all about nutritional balance. They’ve got so much on their plate these days. They need all the nutrients they can get. And they certainly hope that at your age, you should be sitting back and enjoying the easy life.”

“Are you saying my cooking is not up to scratch?” Louisa suddenly asked.

“No, not at all, my dear. Even if you burned it to a crisp, I’d still find it delicious! After all, it’s made with your hard work.”

“Cut it out, you!” Louisa playfully swatted him, “Flatterer.”

Kenneth chuckled, “Love is blind.”

“Oh, please, what’s love got to do with it.”

The family chatted and laughed together for a while before Louisa remembered a new gadget she had bought - a massage hammer.

“Bella, let me give you a shoulder rub. Your aunt told me you’ve been really busy at Dawnstar.”

Even though Louisa didn’t fully grasp what was keeping her daughter so occupied, or the dangers she might be facing, the concern in Eunice’s voice made her want to tend to her daughter’s weary shoulders.

“Honey, let me give you a massage too.” Kenneth also started kneading Louisa’s shoulders, “You’ve been cooking up a storm, and you must be exhausted.”

Romeo watched the harmonious scene unfold before his eyes, his gaze softening.

It turned out that even in wealthy families, not everything was broken and disjointed.

During dinner, Kenneth and Louisa kept piling food onto Arabella’s plate, having not seen her in days and especially after the slanderous attacks on the AR-Bl-Clear Group, they were deeply concerned about the stress and hardship their young daughter was facing. They showered her with affection and care.

Feeling left out, Serena made a pointed effort to serve Arabella some food to make a good impression on their parents.

Romeo chimed in to break the tension, “Bella’s had her fill of seafood lately.”

“There’s no need for formalities with us, kiddo. Come by for dinner more often when you can,” Kenneth invited warmly.

“Absolutely,” Louisa agreed with a smile, “come when you get time. Don’t feel shy.”

Seeing her own dismay go unnoticed, Serena felt even more irked.

Finally, as the meal came to an end and a servant was about to bring out a fruit platter to the living room, Serena hastily offered, “Let me do that.”

She was eager to redeem herself in Romeo’s eyes.

Before the servant could respond, she was already presenting the fruit platter to her parents with a dutiful smile, “Mom, Dad, how about some fruit to top off the meal?”

“Where’s Sarah? Why are you bringing in the fruit?” Louisa was surprised.