The Princess and the Paupers Novel Full Episode

Chapter 1765

"Damn it."

They let her off too easy!

"That little witch must've squirreled away the package Serena sent us. And Martha, she only coughed it

up after we badgered her about it a dozen times."

"And why we keep that card from Serena? We’re afraid that she thought we were playing favorites.

How much does Bella actually cost us? She's my flesh and blood, finally back in my arms. Can't I give

her a little spending money?"

"Then there's the whole family portrait debacle. That little witch was off playing bridesmaid for a friend

and didn't bother to tell us. We wanted her in the picture, but when the photographers showed up, she

was nowhere to be found. What were we supposed to do? Ask them to come back another day? Plus,

it's not like we couldn't have a few extra snaps with our long-lost daughter. Is that so wrong?"

The maid shuddered at the thought – none of this was her fault. She had only overheard the wails and

whispers from the basement all night and thought she should relay the message to the master and

mistress. fearful they were in the dark, their names being dragged through the mud without their

knowledge.

Misunderstandings were clearly brewing between them, likely fanned by Martha's malicious whispers.

"And I heard the basement dweller say that even Myrna, who hasn't set foot in the house, didn't take

her seriously. The gifts she received were just Bella's hand-me-downs."

"Hand-me-downs? Who said that?" Louisa fumed even more, "The number of gifts Myrna gave to Bella

and her were the same. It's just that they have different tastes and chose different styles, that's all."

It was only then that she and Kenneth realized that it must have been Martha stirring the pot, egging on

the little witch until she bit the bait.

"From now on, we don't need to hear anything else she has to say," Kenneth concluded. At this point,

words were futile. Even though they suspected Martha was the instigator behind it all, if the girl in the

basement remained steadfast and strong-willed, then no amount of gossip could sway her. The trouble

was, her heart was already in turmoil, leading her to make one mistake after another.

"That Martha." Louisa seethed, her head throbbing as darkness danced before her eyes.

She had underestimated the old woman's spite. If the maid hadn't come with the message, they would

have remained ignorant of the slander they'd been subjected to over the past six months.

Damn it.

The maid made her way to the basement, conveying the message through the door to Serena.

Serena's eyes were wide and unfocused with disbelief, tears streaming down her face.

Had Martha lied to her??

It seemed impossible.

Every time Martha spoke of these things, she did so with righteous indignation, as if her parents had

been so biased that she’s not their daughter. Martha seemed to be fighting for justice on her behalf.

But with things having gotten this far, there was no reason for her parents to lie to her.

So who was lying?

Why would Martha want her to hate her parents, to drive a wedge between them?

What did Martha stand to gain??

Meanwhile.

Kenneth, supporting Louisa's shoulders, led her towards the helipad's grassy expanse.

Bard and Eunice were already there waiting for them.

Upon seeing her brother and sister-in-law, Louisa couldn't help but spill her concerns, "In that

surveillance footage Bella sent, when she was being bullied, there was someone calling her 'Boss' and

sticking up for her like they'd take the beating for her. Does Bella have some other identity we don't

know about? Why would she have lackeys? Should we look into this, or wait for Bella to come home

and ask her ourselves?"