Chapter 167

Vivienne arched an eyebrow as a smirk tugged at the corners of her lips.

Her gaze roamed over Arabella’s starry skirt. The gradient of deep to light night blue, embroidered with scattered rhinestones, certainly made it seem as though she was wearing the night sky.

However, this design was nothing unique. It was certainly not anything special in the vast collection of Charles‘ creations.

“What are you laughing at?!” Leah couldn’t stand Vivienne’s nonchalant demeanor. Born into wealth, she believed that those less fortunate should worship them.

“Finished showing off?” Vivienne nonchalantly asked, motioning towards the buffet table. “I’m going to grab something to eat.”

“You… you came to the banquet just to eat?” Hazel was in disbelief.

“And why not?” Vivienne retorted nonchalantly.

“Let’s go. Don’t bother with this hick.” Leah sneered. “I bet if you mentioned Master Charles to her, she wouldn’t even know who he is. Look at her. Telling people she’s your sister would only bring you down.”

“Such a big mouth!”

A cold laugh echoed from the entrance of the banquet hall. Arabella’s eyes lit up, and she quickly primped her hair, putting on what she believed was her most charming smile as she greeted the newcomer. “Percival, you’re here!”

She had spent half the day selecting her gown, finally managing to convince Scott to air–freight this starry skirt, a creation of Master Charles. Besides wishing to present her best self, she also hoped to capture Percival’s heart.

expected Percival not to show

felt both schadenfreude and disappointment. Now that Percival was here. she

suit from Veloria. Only up close could one see the butterflies embroidered with black thread on

any prompt, Thomas brought forth a garment bag containing a gown, unveiling it before

being insufficiently classy.” Percival’s intent to defend Vivienne was clear. “Would this gown be appropriate

gown. The champagne–colored fishtail dress was adorned with layers of intricate butterfly embroidery, illuminated brilliantly

dress that Master Charles

people wanted to order one. But Master Charles only made

two billion. My sister was so upset about not getting it that she didn’t eat properly for a

at poker for a month because she was so upset, and my dad scolded her for being

Chapter 167

speechless as they watched the dress unfold. Arabella’s eyes flashed with jealousy, and she clenched her fists so tightly that her nails nearly pierced

you to change into this.”

at Percival. She was planning on saying she didn’t need to change and that

smiled softly and followed him to the dressing

dressing room, a renowned international makeup and hair team was already

Percival led Vivienne back

them. The whole room’s lights seemed to focus on the couple. Vivienne’s butterfly–patterned

added to her

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