Chapter 6


    Beatrice was lounging on the living room couch, watching Dorian and the girls pack up.


    Dorian nced at Beatrice without saying a word, then led Cordelia and Vivienne to the bedroom to


    pack their things. Just as they entered the room, they realized Arabe had tagged along.


    She looked at the simple bedroom, and a hint of discontent shed in her eyes. However, she quickly


    masked her emotions and softly said, "Dad, are you really moving out? You don''t earn a whole lot every


    month. How''re you going to support the family? Where are you guys gonna live? Why not just listen to


    my grandma''s advice?"


    Dorian turned his gaze to her without uttering a word.


    Seeing his silence, Arabe turned to Vivienne, "Dad''s made a lot of sacrifices looking for you over the


    years. Now that you''re back, you''re just gonna let him live on the streets?"


    Vivienne looked up, a mocking smile forming on her indifferent face.


    "Why not marry Mr. Ellington? At least you''d have a secure future. If it were me, I definitely wouldn''t let


    dad wreck his rtions with his own family because of me," Arabe rambled on.


    Vivienne shed a faint smile, crossed her arms and replied, "You sure have a way with words, so why


    don''t you marry him? The Hawthorn family has taken care of you all these years. Shouldn''t you repay


    them?"


    Arabe''s expression darkened, and while she mentally cursed Vivienne, she maintained a smile, "Too


    bad you''re the one engaged to Mr. Ellington."


    Vivienne''s smile widened. For some reason, Arabe felt a pang of anxiety. Without waiting for


    Vivienne to say anything, she quickly added, "If you guys are so set on this, I won''t say anything more.


    But Dad, grandma said if you don''t finish packing within an hour, she''ll have someone throw your stuff


    out."


    "I got it." Dorian responded, not bothering to say anything more.


    Seeing this, Arabe had no choice but to return to the living room. Once she left, Dorian looked


    around the room full of stuff, and felt a bit worried, "With so much stuff, we definitely won''t finish


    packing in an hour. Should I call some movers to help?"


    Cordelia nodded, "Yes, that''d be faster."


    Watching them busily packing, Vivienne felt a warmth in her heart. Aside from her mother and Finnian,


    only they would protect her like this. Vivienne bit her lip and slowly suggested, "Just pack the


    essentials. I have some money, we can buy a fully furnished houseter, and get the rest of the stuff


    once we''ve moved to the new ce."


    "How can we do that?" Cordelia immediately retorted, "You just got back. We can''t use your money.


    Even though Havenwood isn''t as expensive as the bigger cities, house prices are still high. Don''t worry


    about the house. We''ll rent one for now and figure out the restter."


    "Yeah, Vivienne, save your money for yourself. Don''t worry about the rest," Dorian felt a sense of relief.


    Vivienne had endured a lot since childhood, earning some money through part-time jobs, but she was


    still willing to offer it to help them now. This warmed his heart.


    "The money for the house..."


    Vivienne wanted to say she had already saved enough for a house, but Dorian cut her off, "But what


    Vivienne just said make sense. We just need to take our clothes and identification. Leave everything


    else. We can just rent a furnished house."


    "Alright." Without another word, Vivienne went to her own room to pack. She didn''t have much stuff,


    just a few sets of clothes, herptop and phone. She packed quickly. After a nce at Dorian and


    Cordelia''s room next door, sheposed her countenance, took out her phone and sent out a text.


    In the living room.


    Beatrice was waiting for Dorian''s family to admit their mistakes to her, but to her surprise, after a long


    wait, they walked out with their luggage. Each of them carried a suitcase, leaving behind everything


    else, and left without a backward nce.


    Beatrice stood up abruptly, her face turning green with rage, "Fine, just fine. You guys are really


    something. I want to see how you''re going to survive in this city without me."


    Dorian only turned to look at her once without saying anything, and walked away.


    Once they left the neighborhood, Dorian looked at the bustling streets and sighed, "Let''s find a hotel to


    stay in for the night, and I''ll go house hunting."


    Vivienne nodded, and they checked into a nearby hotel.


    Three hourster, Dorian returned looking disappointed. Cordelia immediately went over, "How''d it go?


    Did you find a ce?"


    Dorian shook his head, "I found a few suitable ces that we could afford, but when it came to signing


    the lease, thendlords wouldn''t rent to me after seeing my ID. I asked for the reason, and it turns out


    my mom said some things. She told people that if they rented a house to me, they''d be going against


    our family."


    Beatrice had some sway in this city. With her words hanging in the air, naturally no one would rent to


    him.


    Dorian pped the table in frustration, "My mom''s really pushing me into a corner."


    Cordelia didn''t expect Beatrice to be so ruthless and was at a loss for words.


    Vivienne poured Dorian a ss of water, "Drink some water first. Don''t worry. Someone will be willing


    to rent to us."


    Dorian sighed, "I guess we have no other choice. I''m really sorry."


    After resting for a while, Dorian still didn''t give up and was about to check again when someone


    knocked on the door.


    He got up to open the door and was surprised to see Jacob, "Jacob?"


    Wasn''t this the real estate agent? How did he find them here?


    "Mr. Hawthorn, good evening." Jacob greeted with a cheerful smile, "I saw the address you left on the


    form was here, so I came over."


    Dorian was confused, he left an address? He didn''t remember doing that. But he didn''t ask further,


    instead, he asked, "What can I do for you?"


    "So here''s the deal. Tranquil Estates has a beautifully furnished house avable, with four bedrooms


    and two living rooms, for a monthly rent of five hundred dors. Sounds perfect for you guys. What do


    you think?"


    Upon hearing this, Dorian and Cordelia werepletely gobsmacked.


    Tranquil Estates? Avish four-bedroom house? Get out of here! That was one of the poshest


    neighborhoods in town. It was full of loaded folks.


    Buying a small two-bedroom one already cost half a million dors, let alone a four-bedroom. That was


    over a million dors.


    Cordelia was the first to snap back to reality, and she quickly dragged Dorian aside, "How are we so


    lucky to bag this sweet deal? You don''t think it''s a trap set by your mom, do you?"


    Hearing her suspicion, Jacob hurriedly rified, "You''ve got it all wrong. The owner is moving abroad


    and wants someone tidy to look after the ce. He checked out your family profile and was super


    impressed, that''s why he''s offering this bargain. If you guys don''t want it, I''ll just have to..."


    "We want it." Before Jacob could finish his sentence, Dorian jumped in. "We''ll sign the contract right


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