The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 539

Chapter 539

Olga was cut off mid-sentence when an old lady's black-and-white photo suddenly appeared on the big screen!

She screamed, "Ah! Who did this?"

Yolanda, pinned to the ground and couldn't move, was even more frightened. Her face turned pale. How did her grandma's picture get here? And why in black and white? Could it be that her grandma?

All the guests were shocked. Had the old lady passed away? Was her spirit here for Olga?

"Mom??" Attlee was even more startled by the enormous photo. Could his mother have passed away?

Suddenly, all the lights in the venue went out, the electronic curtains closed, and only the glow from the black-and-white photo on the big screen filled the spacious hall.

Many guests were frightened, goosebumps all over!

They wanted to leave, but the doors slammed shut and couldn't be opened!

Then, the whole venue descended into chaos, screams, panic, and fear. It was all ears.

What on earth was happening?

Olga was shaking. Could it be that the old lady was really here for her?

No, it's not possible. Someone must be playing a prank on her!

"The Murphy's engagement party, how could it be without grandma?"

Arabella's eyes were slightly red, with a hint of cold, murderous intent. Her entire presence was strong, beautiful, and cool.

"What are you talking about?" Attlee couldn't believe it. "What happened to your grandma? If she's just being resuscitated, we'll rush over as soon as the banquet is over! You don't have to scare us!"

Arabella's smile was filled with sarcasm, and she seemed untouchable. "Seeing the photo, shouldn't you kneel down and sincerely apologize to grandma? After all, you're the ones who killed her!"

"What did you say? Your grandma is really gone?" Attlee was shocked, seemingly unable to believe it. He stared at Arabella for a long time.

The look in the girl's eyes was filled with hatred, and it didn't seem like a joke.

Could the old lady really have passed away?

With that thought, Attlee seemed to crumble, covering his face, trying not to cry but unable to hold back, pacing back and forth before sobbing loudly after a couple of seconds.