Chapter 27

Nighttime at Hawthorn Mansion.

The banquet kicked off at eight.

Vivienne and Dorian rocked up at half past seven to Hawthorn’s crib.

The mansion front was jam–packed with luxury cars.

In the hall, Arabella was looking all dolled up in a custom dress, sipping red wine and mingling with the guests. With her chin up and chest out, she wore a confident smile, looking every bit the rightful heiress of the Hawthorn family.

As soon as Vivienne and her crew stepped in, Arabella spotted them. She walked over, wine glass in hand, and greeted them with a warm smile. “Dad, Mom, Vivienne, you made it? Come on in, the guests are almost all here.”

In a very hostess–like tone, she added, “I hope you brought your appetites tonight.”

Dorian frowned, his face looking a tad sour. Was she implying they were poor and couldn’t afford good food on the regular?

Cordelia didn’t look too pleased either, but she kept her mouth shut.

Arabella turned to Vivienne with a smile. “By the way, sis, Mr. Ellington will be joining us tonight.”

Vivienne raised an eyebrow, “So what?”

“Mr. Ellington is really into you. He wasn’t planning on coming, but he changed his mind when he heard you’d be here.” Arabella kept her polite smile, looking like the perfect sweet, well–mannered girl in everyone’s eyes.

Vivienne replied nonchalantly. “Are

Arabella was taken aback, not

totally step aside!”

That worthless

your words!” Vivienne said calmly, her

Arabella’s eyes, but she quickly

her, turning to join Dorian in greeting some acquaintances. Just as she turned away, a mature–looking girl walked up to her, gave Vivienne a once–over and sneered at Arabella, “Who’s she? Your friend? Why would she come to Octavia’s birthday party

daughter, Alisa. She had been staying at her grandpa’s during her visit, so she didn’t know Vivienne

own outfit – jeans, white tee, sneakers.

mouth. She’s your cousin,”

disdainful look. “So you’re Dorian’s long–lost daughter? Not as impressive as I thought. How could you snatch

grandpa, so she wasn’t very familiar with the Hawthorn family affairs. But she admired Arabella, seeing her

into the Ellington family! So what if Percival was a loser? The Ellington

thought that Dorian would find Vivienne and the Ellington’s engagement would fall upon her?

she was already stealing Arabella’s fiancé. How could she tolerate that? She

quickly tried to stop Alisa. “Alisa, that’s enough! Mr. Ellington was originally my sister’s fiancé. She didn’t

you’re adopted, you’re still a Hawthorn. And you’re even better than

her mouth, Dorian and Cordelia’s faces fell. Vivienne, on the other hand, looked

face turned sour instantly. Alisa, that idiot! Did she really have to remind

want to marry that good–for–nothing

only laugh it off and explain, “You misunderstood. I have no interest

Alisa cut her off, “Stop defending Vivienne. I know you’re just afraid she’d get mad, but

angry she almost bit through her

She just got back and she’s already stealing your fiancé, who knows what she’ll steal next. Everyone’s here today, we must make her give back your

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