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.

replied nonchalantly. “Are you

aback, not getting the implication at

him, I can totally step aside!” Arabella was taken aback, barely holding

liked Percival? What a joke! That worthless man was

don’t like him, watch your words!” Vivienne said calmly, her eyes narrowing

Arabella’s eyes, but she quickly

she turned away, a mature–looking girl walked up to

had been staying at her grandpa’s during her visit, so she didn’t know Vivienne and thought her outfit was too

her own outfit – jeans, white tee, sneakers. What was

She’s your cousin,” Arabella whispered to

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

very familiar with the Hawthorn family affairs. But she admired Arabella, seeing her

Ellington family’s reputation was a

the Ellington’s engagement would fall upon her?

Arabella’s fiancé. How could she tolerate that? She definitely

Alisa. “Alisa, that’s enough! Mr. Ellington was originally

to speak up, so she said righteously, “Arabella, even though you’re adopted, you’re still a Hawthorn. And you’re even better than the real Hawthorn’s daughter. You don’t have to

Dorian and Cordelia’s faces fell. Vivienne, on the other hand, looked intrigued, eyeing Alisa.

started throwing them odd glances. Arabella’s face turned sour instantly. Alisa, that idiot! Did she really have to remind

that good–for–nothing Percival!

couldn’t let it show. She could only laugh it off and explain, “You misunderstood. I have no interest in

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

so angry she almost bit through her back teeth.

chimed in, “Yeah, Arabella, you’re so much better, why should you be scared of a country bumpkin? She just got back and she’s

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