On the surface, Jeffrey was criticizing Dorian’s family for lacking proper lineage. However, he was clearly mocking Vivienne for not having a reputable background—a nobody taken in from the wild.

Cordelia’s eyes brimmed with tears, and Dorian was fuming, but this was the Ellington Mansion’s grand hall, and he could not very well throw a fit and ruin the birthday celebration.

Vivienne’s brow furrowed. Messing with her family was akin to poking a sleeping bear.

But this was Richard’s milestone birthday, and despite her irritation with Jeffrey, she gave Richard the respect he deserved by not causing a scene.

She stepped forward, slipping her arm through Cordelia’s, saying, “Mom, Dad, as long as you’ll have me, I’ll always be your daughter. As for the barking of some dogs, we needn’t bother with them.”

Her voice was just loud enough for everyone to hear clearly.

Jeffrey bellowed, “Vivienne, who are you calling a dog?”

“The one responding,” Vivienne replied coolly.

“You think I don’t dare to slap you for that?” Jeffrey, unaccustomed to such disrespect, advanced towards Vivienne.

Before he could lay a hand on her, Richard’s cane came crashing down.

“You little bastard, what nonsense are you spewing? You think you can hit Vivienne? I’ll whip you myself! Useless trash!” Richard brandished his cane, chasing after Jeffrey.

Fiona cursed under her breath. She thought he might have some sense, but this was his grand idea—to infuriate Vivienne into lashing out. Yet he was the one to lose his cool first.

Both Percival and Richard treated Vivienne like a treasure—how could they let her be humiliated?

Even if it meant causing a scene at the birthday event, they would not stand by and let Vivienne be scorned!

This useless fool, always botching things up!

mean any harm. He just doesn’t know how to speak. Jeffrey, aren’t you going to apologize to

beloved granddaughter-in-law. Her family is my family. Now go apologize to my in-laws, or I swear

reluctant, unable to believe that Richard would actually humiliate him

not

be high society? You think a fancy dress makes

scolding Jeffrey inwardly, “Idiot, will

You can’t talk like that,” Fiona tugged at Jeffrey, apologizing to Vivienne, “I’m sorry, Vivienne. Maybe you should take your family and leave for

stern face showed a flicker of coldness as he looked at Fiona and suddenly smiled, “Fiona, did you just suggest that the

smile did not

expression changed, realizing

this wouldn’t look good, so I suggested… I’m sorry, it’s

could finish, Percival interrupted with a cold voice, “The ones

was palpable, an invisible frost surrounding him, particularly when he addressed her as ‘Sis,’ sending a shiver down

explain further, Jeffrey spoke up, “Vivienne’s just a country bumpkin! What’s wrong with

flew and struck Jeffrey across

Fool!

his pig brain even

the situation,

was a

in disbelief. “You hit

Jeffrey by the collar and tossed him

sound of bones

gaze turned to Jeffrey outside the hall,

for Grandpa’s birthday today, he

my in-laws in the future, don’t blame me for not being

about to explode in anger but saw Fiona shake her head at him, signaling him to back

could not afford to sacrifice the whole family branch for

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