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 jealous

was taken aback, not getting

“If you fancy him, I can totally step aside!” Arabella was taken

a joke! That worthless man was nowhere near

words!” Vivienne said calmly, her

of spite crossed Arabella’s eyes, but she quickly regained her

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

grandpa’s during her visit,

jeans, white tee, sneakers. What

watch your mouth. She’s your cousin,” Arabella whispered

look. “So you’re Dorian’s long–lost daughter? Not as impressive as I

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

Ellington family’s reputation was a golden ticket, and

find Vivienne and the Ellington’s engagement would fall upon her? It pissed her off to

already stealing Arabella’s fiancé. How could she

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

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 be afraid of her, and you should pursue your own happiness.

and Cordelia’s faces

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

that good–for–nothing

let it show. She could only laugh it off and explain, “You

afraid she’d get mad, but I’m not! Arabella, today I’m gonna

she almost bit through her back teeth. “I

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 fiancé.”

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