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?”

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

see,” Vivienne replied nonchalantly. “Are you jealous or

not getting

step aside!” Arabella was taken aback, barely holding her composure. “You can’t

What a joke! That worthless man

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

look of spite crossed Arabella’s eyes, but she quickly

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

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

glanced at her own outfit – jeans, white tee, sneakers.

mouth. She’s your cousin,” Arabella whispered

disdainful look. “So you’re Dorian’s long–lost daughter? Not as impressive as I thought. How could you snatch Arabella’s fiancé? What were you thinking?”

with the Hawthorn family affairs. But she admired

family! So what if Percival was a loser? The Ellington family’s reputation was a golden ticket, and if Arabella could marry into

Vivienne and the Ellington’s engagement would fall upon

got back and she was already stealing Arabella’s fiancé. How could

this, Arabella’s face blanched and she quickly tried to stop 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 be afraid of her, and you should pursue your

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

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

who would want to marry that good–for–nothing Percival! She

could only laugh it off

just afraid she’d

almost bit through her back teeth.

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