The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 1990

Arabella set a plate of assorted fruits before the maid with a warm smile, "Take a break, and share some with me."

The maid was touched, for in the past, Serena would never eat from the same plate with them, as she found it dirty.

But Ms. Bella, she was so approachable, so kind.

As Arabella descended the stairs, a flurry of guests rushed to hand her gifts and boxes stuffed with cash, lavishing her with compliments on her beauty and talent.

A gaggle of relatives shoved their children towards her.

"Bella, I'm Nia, I absolutely adore calligraphy, especially yours. Would you take me as your apprentice?"

"Bella, will you teach me painting? I love painting so much! When I grow up, I want to become an amazing artist, just like you!"

"Bella, can you teach me to play chess?"

"Bella, I've seen your piano videos, they're so inspiring. Would you consider taking me as your protégé? I'm Lana."

Arabella was confronted with seven or eight kids who seemed to appear out of nowhere when even more relatives burst through.

"Step back, kids, what are you crowding around for? Bella, one of my relatives had a stroke and is paralyzed. I heard you can perform miracles, could you look at her?"

"Bella, I've tried everything to clear this scar, including laser treatments, but nothing has worked. I've been using various medicines for years to no avail. You've got your own skincare line, right? Could you suggest something for me?"

"Bella, do you have a treatment for hair loss? I'm losing my hair rapidly."

"Bella, can you treat athlete's foot? Whenever I go to someone's house, I'm afraid to take off my shoes—once I do, the odor is just overpowering."