Chapter 28


    Outside the Hawthorn family mansion.


    Just as Thomas and Percival arrived, they heard Alisa''s words. Thomas''s eyes darkened, a hint of


    coldness on his face.


    Both Leopold and Thomas frowned.


    What the hell is Arabe up to?


    She secretly healed Percival and imed she didn''t want anyone to know, but now it''s all over town?


    What does she want to do?


    "Vivienne!"


    Isolde, standing nearby, spotted Vivienne and was about to run over in excitement when Percival held


    her back. "Wait."


    He wasn''t sure if the Vivienne that Isolde was talking about was the same Vivienne. He just wanted to


    see what Arabe was up to.


    Inside the hall.


    Everyone listened to Alisa''s words and showed appreciation for Arabe.


    Arabe was indeed an outstanding girl.


    But when they looked at Vivienne, their eyes were filled with disgust. Then they began to chatter.


    "Arabe may be an adopted daughter, but she''s way better than a biological daughter. No matter who


    marries Percival, it''s Dorian''s daughter. He should be happy. It''s ridiculous that he ruined his adopted


    daughter''s marriage for his biological daughter."


    "Is he blind? If it were me, I would definitely treat my adopted daughter much better, raise her well, she


    could bring glory to the family. Look at Vivienne, she''s nothing special from the outside in, and grew up


    in the country without much education. What good can she bring to the Hawthorn family?"


    "I think there is a reason for the decline of the Hawthorn family. They had a pearl but didn''t appreciate


    it, instead treating a fake as the real thing."


    Hearing the conversations, Arabe turned pale.


    Just as she had predicted!


    These people would definitely speak up for her!


    But she didn''t need their help now!


    A bunch of idiots!


    She was about to explode with anger!


    And Dorian, beside her, was shaking with rage. He shouted, "What do you all know? It was Arabe


    who didn''t want to get married. What does Vivienne have to do with it?"


    "Dorian, stop exining. If you didn''t do anything wrong, why did Beatrice kick you out? You can''t even


    find a job now, can you? I think you should listen to Beatrice, let Arabe marry Percival, then you can


    "Shut up!" Dorian was beside himself with rage, but didn''t know what to say.


    Just then, a fancydy walked over, excitedly asking Arabe, "Ms. Hawthorn, did you really cure


    Percival''s sister? I heard she had an ident when she was young. Her face was ruined and left with


    many scars. But recently, rumors say she''s regained her looks and has be very beautiful. Did you


    do that?"


    This fancydy was Doreen Baker, the daughter of the Baker family, 45, married into the Churchill


    family of Rivenwood.


    It was said that her daughter had a car ident a few years ago and her face was ruined. She had


    found lot of famous doctors for her daughter''s treatment, but couldn''t find a solution.


    Her daughter, Faye Churchill, became introverted due to her disfigurement and didn''t want to interact


    with outsiders, which gave Doreen a headache.


    A few months ago, Doreen brought Faye to Havenwood, hoping she could rx a little.


    She was here today for the birthday party because her mother was good friends with Beatrice, who


    invited her to the party. But her mother was sick and she hade in her ce. Unexpectedly, she


    heard that Arabe could treat disfigurements, so she was absolutely thrilled.


    Before Arabe could answer, Coral said with a smug face, "Isn''t it obvious? Arabe''s medical skills


    are quite extraordinary. Isolde''s illness was so serious, but Arabe healed her in just a few days."


    Arabe wanted to stop Coral, but considering Doreen''s status, she let it slide.


    The Churchill family had a high status in Rivenwood. She had been wanting to get to know Doreen. If


    she could establish a connection with her, she would have more opportunities when she went to


    Rivenwood in the future.


    Doreen''s eyes lit up. "Really?"


    Arabe nodded, "Yes, but Coral was being exaggerated. Isolde was burned. Though it''s been a long


    time, it''s not incurable."


    Percival, Leopold, and Thomas, who were standing at the entrance, all frowned upon hearing this.


    Leopold couldn''t help but say, "What nonsense is Arabe talking about?"


    Percival squinted, nced at Isolde, and raised his hand, pointing at Arabe not far away. He asked,


    "Did she heal you?"


    With her big eyes blinking, Isolde looked at Percival in confusion. "No, the other girl named Vivienne


    did. Bro, you''ve met Vivienne. How do you not recognize her?"


    All three of them didn''t answer.


    They mistook the person!


    That stupid woman Arabe dared to take credit for others'' work!


    "That''s too much!" Leopold was immediately furious. "I''ve never seen someone so shameless. She


    impersonated others and bullied Mr. Ellington''s fiancée? It''s absurd!"


    As he was about to confront Arabe, Percival called him back. "Come back!"


    Leopold stopped in his tracks, ring at Percival. "She''s bullying your fiancée and you''re just going to


    let her go?"


    Percival cast him a nce, his long fingers resting on the edge of the wheelchair. He spoke calmly, "If


    you''re going to hit, hit where it hurts."


    Leopold was confused. "What do you mean?"


    Thomas exined seriously, "Mr. Sterling, what Mr. Ellington means is, keep an eye on her and


    confront her when she can’t argue back."


    Thomas then gave him a you-are-such-a-dummy look.


    Leopold was speechless, thinking, “I got it! I''m not an idiot! You are the idiot!”


    Meanwhile, Doreen excitedly grabbed Arabe''s hand, saying enthusiastically, "Ms. Hawthorn, I want


    you to check on my daughter. If you can cure her, I will be very grateful."


    Arabe was quite pleased inside, but kept a cool exterior, maintaining her gentle and generous


    demeanor. She smiled and said, "Treating patients is a doctor''s duty, but I can''t guarantee that I can


    cure your daughter. Each individual''s condition is unique."


    "I understand, I understand." Doreen said, "As long as there''s a glimmer of hope, I want to give it a try."


    She continued, "Could you check on my daughter after the banquet ends? I''m really sorry for the rush."


    Arabe smiled understandingly, "No problem, after the banquet, I''lle with you."


    "Great, you carry on. I''ll go get her now." Without letting Arabe respond, Doreen rushed off.


    After she left, there was a round of gasps and praises for Arabe''s beauty, kindness, humility, and


    pragmatism, saying she was way better than Vivienne.


    Alisa listened to everyone''sments, looking at Vivienne with satisfaction, "See? Arabe''s


    excellence is universally acknowledged. What makes you think you canpete with her? Just bear in


    mind, even if you''re Dorian''s biological daughter, it won''t make a difference. As long as I''m here, you


    won''t take her fiancé away!"


    Vivienne gave a faint smile, about to speak, when suddenly, a little girl ran over and hugged her leg,


    "Vivienne!"


    Vivienne was taken aback, looking at the girl in surprise, "Isolde?"


    Isolde nodded, "Vivienne, I missed you."


    Then, Isolde turned to Arabe, pouting and said unhappily, "Why are you pretending to be Vivienne? It


    was her who cured me, not you!"


    Arabe frowned, she hadn''t seen Isolde since she recovered and didn''t know who she was. Hearing


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    her words, she was a bit upset but still tried to keep smiling, "Little girl, you shouldn''t make random


    usations. When did I pretend to be her?"


    From a distance, a cold male voice came, "Is that so? Then could you exin why my sister said the


    one who cured her was Miss Arabe?"