Chapter 172:

When Marissa entered the banquet hall with Rachel and Leila, she noticed Connor engaged in a conversation with several influential figures. Opting not to interrupt, she continued on her way. Arabella and Glenn arrived at that time, so Marissa approached them

“Grandma, Glenn, here you are.”

Rachel and Leila also extended their polite greetings to Arabella and Glenn. Arabella, examining Marissa, voiced her confusion. “My sweetie, why are you still wearing that shabby shirt?”

“It’s quite chilly with the air conditioning, Grandma,” Marissa explained

Arabella felt it was a great pity to waste the beautiful dress. “If only I’d known, I would have brought you a shawl. Shall I have someone fetch one?”

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anyone, Grandma. I’m managing fine,” Marissa quickly assured

that moment, Trenton, Melinda’s grandfather, approached and greeted Arabella cheerfully. “Mrs. Daniels, how have you been?” Arabella offered only a cold nod in

Melinda’s grandfather, Trenton, belonging to a younger generation than Arabella, refrained

would attend the engagement party

his miserable condition. Yet, this was a private affair within Doomsday Base, unlikely to be disclosed externally, and

won’t make it,” Trenton managed to say, his smile strained. Glenn looked puzzled. “But isn’t he always in perfect health, trained in

men’s conversation, Arabella took Marissa’s hand and suggested

assisted Arabella to

so beautifully today, yet you’re hidden under

too hot for everyone here,” Marissa responded. Arabella frowned, clearly bothered. “All the other women are dressed so elegantly, and here you are in plain attire. As Connor’s wife, you should be the most radiant and distinguished at

by a cluster of female guests. Upon noticing Melinda’s attire, Arabella realized something and whispered, “I see, my sweetie. Your dress

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