Arabella’s gaze sharpened as she looked at Nolan, raising an eyebrow questioningly as she smelled the challenge.
“And what exactly is that, Uncle Nolan?”
She asked coolly, folding her arms as she faced him. But she had barely finished speaking when Nolan snapped, his round and chubby face turning red with anger.
“Oh, please! Don’t insult our intelligence at least!”
Arabella let out a scoff, tilting her head in amusement.
“Intelligence, Uncle? I’m sorry, I didn’t realize you possessed any at all. But if you say so, then congratulations! This is great news.”
A vein popped in Nolan's temple as he took a sharp breath.
“Behave yourself, Arabella—”
She cut him off with an icy tone.
“You first, Uncle! And as for your insinuations, if it was any other day, I would have ignored your
