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

have you been?” Arabella offered only a cold nod in response, not

grandfather, Trenton, belonging to a

inquired, “Mr. Warren, I heard that Aelfric would

troubles. Marissa couldn’t help but smile inwardly. Having given Aelfric a thorough thrashing the previous evening, she knew his absence was due to his miserable condition. Yet, this was a private affair within Doomsday Base, unlikely to be disclosed externally, and for the sake of maintaining their dignity,

puzzled. “But isn’t he always in perfect health, trained in martial arts since childhood? It’s peculiar he’d fall ill

a coincidence,” Trenton replied awkwardly. Uninterested in the men’s conversation, Arabella took Marissa’s hand and suggested they sit elsewhere. “Come, sit with

then assisted Arabella to a nearby

Arabella expressed her disappointment. “You’re dressed so beautifully today, yet you’re hidden under that shirt because you’re cold. Perhaps we should turn

wise, Grandma. It would get too hot for everyone here,” Marissa responded. Arabella frowned, clearly bothered. “All the other women are dressed

and whispered, “I see,

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