The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 172

Standing on the other side of Judith was Ashley, who began affectionately patting Arabella’s shoulder.

“Arabella, your stepsister Vivienne is quite impressive. She’s not at all like what you described.”

Arabella’s complexion changed. Her relationship with Vivienne had always been tense. Complimenting Vivienne was akin to criticizing her. Somehow, she managed to squeeze out a smile. “Yes. Who would have thought that Vivienne would be this remarkable?”

“Indeed, she is.” Judith looked at Vivienne with admiration, then turned to Arabella. “Since she’s your stepsister and represents your adoptive parents, why don’t you invite her down to meet us? I’d like to have a chat with her.”

“Of course, Grandma.” Arabella’s long lashes veiled the resentment and jealousy in her eyes, replacing them with a polite smile.

Beatrice, standing behind her, looked on with resentment. Vivienne was not only Arabella’s stepsister but also her granddaughter. Judith had praised Vivienne without even casting a glance at her, not even mentioning her once.

From the moment they had entered, Judith hadn’t bothered to introduce them to anyone.

Indeed, even after all these years, Judith still considered herself superior to everyone else.

But she would endure.

She had learned to bear in silence over the years. Whatever the Brooks family owed them, she would make sure that Judith and the rest paid it back, bit by bit.

“Sister, I would never have imagined that you were Master Charles.” Arabella approached the runway and looked up at Vivienne. “You’re truly amazing.”

She didn’t like talking to Vivienne from this angle. Looking up at her was humiliating.

Especially since Vivienne was standing in the spotlight, making her feel insignificant.

grandma would like to have a chat with you.” Arabella maintained her

like she was accusing Vivienne of

Mike interrupted them, dawning a cold expression. “I’m not satisfied with my work at

he turned to Vivienne with a smile. “Charles, I’ll send you my recent designs

at the back, was stunned. Was this the same Mike she

sister, you can’t stay up there forever, can

Vivienne looking down at her.

Hazel in the corner, who was trying to

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froze at the

praised Vivienne’s redesign, she would shave her head right here on this runway

of my redesign?” Vivienne

of a better

Vivienne raised an eyebrow at Hazel. “Hazel, a bet

I was only joking!”

so scornful just now. I didn’t think it was a joke at all. A bet is a bet. You should just go

her head vehemently and looked at Arabella for help. “Arabella, help me; I don’t want to shave my

have to do this?” Arabella looked distressed. “We’re

her hips, she let out

plead softly, hoping that someone would speak

and with Percival sitting there, who would risk offending his fiancée for a

any weight.” Vivienne’s eyes narrowed. The cold glint in her gaze was nothing

assertive tone. “No one has ever

with me.”

to my sister.” Arabella looked helplessly at