As the nanny served the last dish, Attlee placed a slice of steak onto Arabella’s plate.

“This might be the last time we have dinner together… Can’t believe your biological parents are taking

you back so soon…”

His voice was full of regret. He thought of his illness three months ago. He needed a blood transfusion

urgently, and Arabella discovered, while giving him blood, that they weren’t related by blood.

The news shocked the entire family.

After recovering, Attlee managed to find his actual daughter-Yolanda Murphy, after much effort.

And Arabella… This child with no blood relation to him….

The Murphys posted information online about Arabella’s search for her birth parents. Yesterday,

someone called saying they were Arabella’s real mother, and they were going to take her away today.

“The nanny made all your favorite dishes today…” Attlee said, feeling a knot in his stomach. “Eat up,

you’re going to your biological parents’ place today, who knows what the situation will be like…”

From yesterday’s call, Attlee found out that Arabella’s real parents were currently unemployed, and they lived in Willow Creek.

That place was one of the most backward and poorest areas in the country! If she went there, she would never have the chance to enjoy the delicacies the Murphys cooked again!

Arabella, sitting at the table, her eyes clear as if seeing his worries, calmly put down her fork and knife,and simply said, “I’m full.”

She rose and left, her figure firm and nonchalant, as if she had no attachment to this home.

Attlee’s wife, Olga, was immediately upset upon hearing this, complaining, “Stop spoiling that child!

She doesn’t appreciate all this food. Once she lives with her real parents, she’ll know how hard life can be and how good she had it here!”

“Mum, don’t get upset. I’m sure my sister doesn’t want to go back either. She must be feeling awful right now…”

The one speaking was Yolanda, who had returned to the Murphy family a month ago. Yesterday she overheard her parents conversation and found out that Arabella’s biological parents were extremely poor.

They had no jobs, five unmarried sons at home, and even an old lady who was ill and needed care.

The burden they were under was unimaginable!

Feeling extremely lucky, Yolanda got up and said, “I’ll go check on her.”

At the dining table, Attlee shot Olga a reproachful look. “Why so much resentment? Bella is our child too!”

Olga scoffed, “Whenever I think about how we’ve been treating this child like a treasure all these years,while Yoli suffered outside, I feel heartbroken…”

Arabella walked into the living room, picked up her backpack from the couch, ready to leave this home.

Yolanda quickly followed, “Arabella, my wedding with Zachary is on the first of October, you’ll come,right?”

Her eyes were full of anticipation, but there was a hint of pride and bragging in her voice. Everyone knew that the children of the Murphys and the Panters were getting married. If Yolanda hadn’t been found by Attlee, Arabella would’ve been the one getting engaged to Zachary.

“Zachary is really a great guy, he’s been so good to me. If my parents hadn’t found me, you would have

been the one getting engaged to him, sis! You’re not going to hold a grudge about this, are you?”

Arabella laughed lightly. “Thanks to you, that worthless man found where he belongs.”

Excuse me? What??

“I was planning to throw him out like trash, but I didn’t expect someone to have picked up that ‘garbage’so soon.”

“You, you…” Yolanda was about to lose her temper, but when she saw a certain figure, she immediately turned into an injured bunny, her eyes red.

Olga walked into the living room and saw this scene, fuming, “Arabella! How could you talk to your sister like that? Are you out of your mind?”

“Out of my mind?” Arabella laughed. “I think the one who’s out of their mind is you. And not only that, you’re blind too. Maybe you should get your eyes checked?”

Arabella thought to herself, Olga had been living with this pretentious woman for a month and still hadn’t seen her true colors. What terrible judgment!

“You…” Olga was shaking with anger.

"Bella, I want to give you my favorite necklace that my parents gave me. After all, we’re sisters, and now that we’re parting, who knows when we’ll see each other again…” Yolanda decided to forget past grudges. She ran forwards to grab Arabella, but just as her hand touched Arabella’s backpack…

In the next second, something unexpected happened.

A ruby necklace actually fell out of Arabella’s backpack!When everyone saw this, they couldn’t believe their eyes.

Yolanda covered her mouth, “How is this possible…”

How could the ruby necklace she wanted to give her sister fall out of her sister’s backpack??

Arabella smiled lightly, seeing right away that she was trying to frame her for theft.

“How did Yoli’s necklace end up in your bag?” Olga couldn’t believe her eyes, she urgently called,

“Attlee, come see this! Arabella is about to leave, but she seems to have stolen Yoli’s necklace! I can’t believe the daughter we raised for so many years is a thief!”

Attlee rushed over, looking dumbfounded, and asked, “What’s going on?”

“It’s cool…” Yolanda hurriedly smoothed things over and said understandingly, “I was going to give this

necklace to my sister anyway. Whether I personally give it to her or she grabs it from me, it’s all then same!”

“How is that the same? She took your necklace without your permission – that’s stealing!” Olga was livid. “Arabella, how could you do something like this?!”

The surrounding nannies couldn’t help but chime in,

“Miss, you’re too kindhearted! This necklace is worth ten grand!”

“This was designed specifically for you by your parents’ personal designer! It’s one of its kind in the

whole world!”

“And it even has your name engraved on it!”

“This is your favorite piece of jewelry, and she nearly nicked it, yet you’re not even blaming her…”

Yolanda, hearing the praise around her, feigned a knowing look and explained, “She needs this

necklace more than I do!” Those around her couldn’t help but sing her praises, and comparisons were

made between her and Arabella. They all felt even more that Yolanda outshone Arabella in every aspect!

Apart from Arabella being a tad prettier, she really couldn’t hold a candle to Yolanda in other areas!

Olga took the necklace from Yolanda’s hand, her heart aching, and said, “You naive child, once she goes back to her family, they’ll be like a bottomless pit, sucking up all her wealth. Even if you gave her ten ruby necklaces, they still wouldn’t be satisfied!”

Speaking of this, Olga gave Arabella a disdainful look. “We’ve done our best to raise you all these years! This necklace is a gift for Yoli, don’t even think you can snatch it! You better scram before I call the cops!”

“Mom!” Yolanda chimed in nervously, “Arabella’s biological parents are jobless. She’s got five brothers

who need to get hitched, and a sick grandmother to take care of… Selling this necklace could bring in

some bucks. She needs it more than I do…”

The maids were all moved by Yolanda’s kindness, thinking what a considerate and kind-hearted girl

she was.

“Mom, since you’ve given me this necklace, then I have the right to do whatever with it!” Yolanda firmly took back the necklace from Olga’s hand, presenting it to Arabella as if it were a treasure, “Bella, take it, I won’t blame you for stealing. It was meant to be yours anyway…”

Arabella lifted her gaze, her deep brown eyes under her long, dark lashes curiously studying Yolanda.

She thought to herself, Was it necessary to emphasize that she “stole” the necklace? This kind of framing was quite low-level. Was there no smarter way to go about it?

“Sis, I’ll hold off mom… you better get moving!”

Arabella smiled, her captivating eyes seemingly penetrating everything. Yolanda was a bit scared of

this side of her, that nonchalant attitude, as if she was in control of everything, like a high queen,making people uneasy and a bit guilty.

Arabella took the necklace and smiled slightly. Such a cheap ruby, she really couldn’t care less…

Whether it was the color of the necklace, the clarity, or the craftsmanship….What kind of small workshop could produce such a thing?Ten thousand dollars? In her eyes, this necklace was worthless.

Just when everyone thought Arabella would take the necklace… the next second, Arabella threw the

necklace straight into the trash bin. Her actions were decisive and swift, not a second wasted.

Everyone was dumbstruck, even Olga was shocked for a good while, exclaiming, “Arabella, what the hell are you doing!!! This is your sister’s most treasured necklace, she gave it to you, and you just threw it away like that!!!”

“What? Yolanda gave me the necklace, so I can do whatever I want with it, isn’t that what your darling

daughter just said?” Arabella mocked with a cold laugh. “All these years, I didn’t take away anything

you guys gave me.”

How could she have cared about a measly necklace?

“All the clothes I’m wearing and the stuff in my backpack, I bought them myself.”

Arabella’s words made one of the maids scoff. “You say you bought these yourself? That’s hilarious.

Your money… isn’t it your parents who gave it to you?!”

“Do I need to report where my money comes from to a maid"

“You…”

“You’re just a maid that we hired. Focus on your own job.”

The maid was angry but couldn’t do anything about it.

“Alright-” Attlee sighed, hoping to calm the situation, “Bella, it’s about time, let me walk you out.”

“No need, Mr. Murphy.”

She used the address “Mr. Murphy,” obviously putting distance between herself and the Murphy family.

“Sir, don’t we need to check her bag? She’s carrying a lot of stuff…” The nosy maid was still trying to remind Attlee.

“It’s fine-” Attlee was, after all, the richest man in Tranquil City. Even if this kid really took something

valuable from his house, he wouldn’t make it public. Besides, checking bags was something he felt was

unethical, and he would never do it!

Arabella walked out the front door with her backpack and saw a black sedan parked there.

What was different was that this sedan obviously had signs of having been in a collision, not only was the boot bumped up, but the body was also dented. Even the windshield was somewhat shattered.

The driver got out of the car a bit awkwardly, his glasses crooked, obviously broken. But when he saw

Arabella, he froze for a moment.

The girl in front of him had neat eyebrows and bright eyes, a tall nose; she was a walking beauty, just

like madam when she was younger!

But, this girl seemed more confident and attractive than madam when she was young.

“Miss, I’m sorry.” The driver quickly approached Arabella and apologized sincerely, “My car was rear-

ended by a truck earlier, I couldn’t dodge in time and hit the guardrail, I was afraid of delaying and keeping you waiting, so I didn’t go home to change cars… But I’ve checked, the car is fine, it just doesn’t look particularly good…”

The driver’s words revealed a lot of information. Could it be that her home wasn’t as poor as the But maybe his lousy driving skills got the better of him and he wrecked the car? If that was the case,things just got interesting, because they were gonna have to cough up cash when they returned thismess!

Attlee looked at the man in front of him, all dirty and grimy. There were obvious oil stains on his suit,was he a mechanic? Judging by his looks, he didn’t seem like Arabella’s brother, could he be Arabella’s father?

Maybe he just rushed here from the auto repair shop, showing off by driving someone else’s car?

If that was true, this guy was just too vain. He really didn’t need to put on this show in front of the wealthiest man in Tranquil City.

Even though there was a Rolls-Royce logo on the hood, there was no way Attlee, a man of stature,couldn’t tell that this car didn’t look like any model sold by Rolls-Royce. In all his years, he had never seen a Rolls-Royce like this.

That logo must have been fake!

The driver accidentally got his suit dirty while checking the car. When he saw the folks from the Murphy

family coming out of the mansion, he hurriedly pulled out a few gift boxes from the trunk.

These were specifically instructed by the mister to be handed to the Murphys.

Unfortunately, a previous tailgating incident resulted in a few of the gift boxes getting squashed, making them look rather This belongs unappealing.-

“I reckon you’re Mr. Murphy?” The driver approached Attlee and offered the boxes politely, “These are

a token from the young lady’s parents. They insist you accept them.”

“You’re too kind…” Attlee hastily declined. “Bella has been great with us over the years, these gifts…”

“We don’t need your gifts! Just take her home, her family is waiting for her!” Olga interrupted them and

without giving Aiden a second glance, she walked back into the house.

She thought to herself, “With such shabby gift boxes, there can’t be anything good inside. She certainly

doesn’t want other people’s trash.”

Yolanda suppressed a sarcastic smile, following Olga. Her face was filled with an air of superiority as if

she had just won a war. She never Realized that Arabella’s biological family was in such a poor state,

but she was secretly pleased.

The Murphys’ maids looked at them with scorn, contempt, or pity, and they all went back inside. Only

Attlee remained standing there, somewhat embarrassed, “Well, have a safe journey… I won’t accept

these gifts. Let’s just say I’ve sent them back to your masters. Consider it a small token from me…”

“But…” The driver was at a loss. The mister had specifically told him to make sure the Murphys

accepted the gifts. But what Attlee meant was that Arabella was no longer part of the Murphy family. If

she went to her biological parents’ house, she would have nothing to do with the Murphys.

“Mr. Murphy, please accept these gifts. Mr. Murphy?”

The driver initially wanted to say that the boxes contained deeds to several villas, keys to several

shops, a bank card loaded with a billion dollars, and rare medicinal herbs that you couldn’t buy

anywhere. But as he watched Attlee walk into the house, the driver paused, puzzled. It seemed like

none of them actually liked Ms. Bennett. Was it all in his head?

Arabella casually fixed the car door back in place, “Let’s go.”

Watching her get into the car, Aiden was taken aback. Did Ms. Bennett just fix that door by herself?

How did she do that?

On the road, Arabella casually looked out the window, her pretty face giving off a pleasing aura.poorer areas, he was pretty wealthy.

His personal wealth had exceeded ten million dollars, which was why his wife Olga was so arrogant

and looked down on others.

After Yolanda walked into the room, she unintentionally glanced out the window. What she saw left her

in complete shock. “Mom, their car…”

“What about it?” Olga followed her gaze, then nonchalantly said, “Yoli, I’m telling you, from now on, you

and Arabella have nothing to do with each other! You can’t treat her like your sister anymore, you need

to delete and block all her contact info. Even if she tries to borrow money from you through other

means, you can’t lend her any, got it?”

“No… Mom. What I meant was, the license plate of that car, seems like it’s from our city. It looks like

the plate number starts with S-A… followed by five 1’s?”

In Summerfield, such a plate number was quite noticeable!

Since the car was parked in front of their mansion, Olga only saw the side of the car and not the license

plate. But hearing Yolanda’s description, she just laughed, thinking her daughter was too naive.

“Yoli, you gotta know, in our town, anyone with a license plate that has five of the same numbers is a

big shot! Arabella’s family lives in Willow Creek, you must’ve got it twisted!”

Nearby.”

“Sure,” Aiden replied.

In room 301 of Hope Hospital’s inpatient department, a frail old lady with white hair was lying there.

Because of her long-term illness, her face looked gaunt, and her figure was skinny.

When Arabella walked in, the old lady was still in a deep sleep, her eyes tightly closed, her face

expressionless. The wrinkles on her brow made her look even more weather-beaten.

Arabella walked softly to the bedside, a bitter feeling slowly spreading in her heart. When did the once

energetic old lady become like this?

“Bella.” The young doctor checking in on the patients looked up at her, then busied himself with some

notes, “You’re right on time, we wanted to talk to you.”

He put down his pen, lifted his handsome face, and his attractive eyes stared straight at her.

“As you know, none of the current heart disease treatments are working for the old lady, we used to

increase the dosage to prolong the effects, but now even that doesn’t work anymore.”

“You know better than anyone when a person’s heart fails at the end stage of an illness, it’s like the

heart’s function has degraded to the point of no return. It’s actually a miracle she’s made it this far…”