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The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 821
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Chapter 821 There was a mountain of gifts piled up under the table. Clark handed one over to Serena, "This one's for you." "Thank you, Clark." "The rest are for Bella.” Clark hefted up a stack of a dozen or so gifts, "Don't be jealous. I've given you plenty before." Serena couldn't help but laugh at his words, "Clark, you make it sound like I'm petty." "Oh no! Neither of my sisters is petty!” Clark announced. Then, carrying the pile of gifts, he turned to Arabella, "I'll bring these to your room." "Clark, this is too much." Arabella eyed the towering stack of gifts, which nearly reached his nose. "Thank you, Clark." "Sweetie, no need to thank me. Wait until | bring these to your room and then you can slowly unwrap them. If you find anything you don't like, just toss it. No need to force yourself to keep it. | just want you to be happy.

Seeing you happy makes me happy." Louisa, seeing her son's thoughtful gesture, couldn't keep the smile off her face. No wonder he had left Bella's presents in the car.

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Carrying all these would indeed be inconvenient.

After the kids left, Kenneth couldn't help asking, "Honey, do you think our gift for Bella is too mundane? No surprise and romance." "We'll have to plan something grand.” Kenneth felt outdone by his son's surprise today, so he decided he had to think about what to get next time.

Clark, carrying the gifts to Arabella's bedroom door, asked, "May | come in?" "Sure; Arabella replied generously.

"Can | put these here? This way you can sit and unwrap them.’ After getting his sister's approval, Clark placed the gifts on her coffee table. He then pulled out a bank card and handed it over, "This is pocket money from me.

Buy whatever you like." Arabella, who had just been thinking that at least one of her brothers hadn't given her a bank card, was taken aback.

"Clark, that's not necessary. You should keep it." "Take it. It's a little gift from me.” Clark insisted, pushing the card into her hand. "I don't really know what girls like. If I bought the wrong thing, you can buy something you like or tell me, and I'll get it for you. Feel free to use it whenever you see something you like.

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If the money runs out, I'll transfer more." "You really don't need to, Clark." “What | give you, you must accept. No refusing, got it?” Clark insisted she keep it. When they were alone, he asked, "Who taught you hacking?" Arabella quickly explained about those old men, leaving Clark amazed. "You have quite the talent to reach that level with just a little guidance. You're really impressive." Certainly more so than him.

"You're self-taught. That's even more impressive." Great, he didn't even know how to hack a firewall.

In front of his sister, he was feeling quite outmatched.

"Actually, all you need to do is.” Arabella, standing on her toes, whispered something into Clark's ear.

Suddenly, it clicked for Clark. So that's how it works. Brute force was not the answer. You He had to find a weak point.

He didn't expect his sister to tell him her hacking secret. This showed that her hacking skills were indeed superior to his.