Chapter 166
At the Brooks family’s mansion.
Scott had just hung up the phone with Baron, his expression anything but pleasant.
"Did Richard tattle to your father again?" Judith asked, rubbing her temples in frustration.
"Yeah." Scott massaged his temples, his face a picture of difort.
"What on earth was Tristan thinking?" Timothy boomed. "He was supposed to keep an eye on Arabe,
not join in her trouble-making activity! Fighting with other students and getting himself half paralyzed?
Material ? of N?velDrama.Org.
Is he crazy?"
"Big bro, why are you even bothering to find a top-notch doctor for him? I say let him stay paralyzed for
life; it''ll save us the trouble once he''s healed."
Scott sipped his coffee as his eyes narrowed. Years of navigating the corporate world had given him an
aura of authority, even when seated.
Tristan was a boy Karen had saved years ago, and Scott had always had a soft spot for him because
of it. Besides, Tristan was exceptionally capable and had made countless contributions to the Brooks
family.
When news of Tristan''s severe injury reached Rivenwood, Scott immediately sent people to find a
doctor for Tristan, despite the embarrassing circumstances that led to his injury.
However, after consulting several renowned doctors in Havenwood, all seemed hopeless. As ast
resort, Scott posted a reward on the Dark Web and even tried to contact the famous Specter Healer
through his connections.
"That''s enough." Judith intervened. "If you want to me someone, me Tristan. What''s the point in
venting at your brother?"
"Grandma." Ashley, sitting next to Melissa, spun her eyes and asked with malicious intent, "So, are we
still going to hold Arabe''s reunion party?"
Judith hesitated. Arabe had been back for a month now, and by all ounts, they should have held
the reunion party by now, inviting all the major families in Rivenwood for a grand celebration.
But considering the trouble Arabe had caused, Judith was hesitant. After a moment''s thought, she
said, "We''ll have it, of course. Since she''s in Havenwood, let''s hold it there."
Ashley snickered to herself. If Arabe''s reunion party wasn''t held in Rivenwood, it would certainly
raise questions about the legitimacy of her reunion among the other families.
...
Havenwood.
At the same time that Vivienne received a request from the Brooks family to treat Tristan''s injuries,
Dorian also received an invitation from them to attend Arabe''s reunion party.
Cordelia wasn''t keen on going. They had already had a fallout with Arabe. What was the point of
attending her party?
"Baron and Scott personally called me." Dorian scratched his head, looking at the invitation card. "I owe
them both a lot. It would be rude not to go."
During their time with the Brooks family, Baron and Scott treated Dorian very well. He was not one to
forget past favors.
"I''ll go alone. You can say you were busy."
"Have you forgotten how Arabe falsely used you before?" Cordelia''s face darkened. "What will
people say if you go to the party?"
Even now, she still heard whispers when she dropped Thaddeus off at kindergarten.
Dorian was silent for a moment, then looked up at Vivienne. "How about you go for me, Vivienne?"
If it were Beatrice who had invited them, he would definitely not go.
But he couldn''t refuse Scott''s invitation.
Even though their family had been separated from the Brooks family, his bond with him remained.
But the party was for Arabe, who had previously falsely used him. He still had a lingering fear of
her. After much thought, it seemed most appropriate for Vivienne to go.
After all, Arabe was still her student.
"Sure." Vivienne had no objections.
The Brooks family''s invitation was unexpected, yet notpletely surprising.
The party was in two days at the Victoria Hotel.
Arabe had gone all out for her party, inviting many of her ssmates and people from all the major
families in Havenwood.
Outsiders didn''t realize that the Brooks family held the party in Havenwood to avoid embarrassment.
They assumed it was because they loved Arabe so much that they were willing to travel all the way
to Havenwood to amodate her.
When news of the reunion party spread, praises, and ttery for Arabe came from all corners. Those
who wanted to get in good with the Brooks family conveniently forgot her past misdeeds.
...
On the day of the party, when Vivienne arrived, the hotel''s banquet hall was already bustling with
activity.
The men were in suits, chatting andughing. The women were dressed in elegant gowns, each trying
to outshine the other. Even the students from Cloudcrest High School were in formal attire.
Vivienne stood out in her simple T-shirt, jeans, and sneakers among the sea of high heels.
She walked into the banquet hall with a serene expression, attracting many nces, but didn''t seem to
mind.
She looked up and met Arabe''s eyes. Arabe was surrounded by a group of young boys and girls
and wasing down from the upstairs lounge.
"Sis, you''re here." Arabe smiled politely at Vivienne in front of everyone. As the star of the day, her
smile had a hint of condescension.
Her gaze swept past Vivienne, failing to spot Dorian and Cordelia. Although she was a bit miffed, she
thought it was for the best. It was good to avoid gossip about past events.
But Percival was nowhere to be found.
"Why didn''t Percival apany you?"
"Hehehe. Arabe, don''t you understand why after seeing her dressed like this?" A round-faced girl
standing next to Arabe offered a sarcasticugh. "Mr. Ellington must be too embarrassed to show up,
of course."
"Exactly. How could your sister show up dressed like this?" Another girl also sneered at Vivienne.
"Does the young master of the Ellington family not even deign to gift his fiancée a proper gown? I
heard she grew up in the countryside; no wonder she''s not fit for high society."
Vivienne lowered her eyes to her own attire.
Yeah.
It wasn''t exactly the best.
In fact, before she left home, Cordelia had prepared a beautiful dress for her. She had intentionally
chosen to dress as she was.
She was quite vindictive.
Although Arabe had paid for her false usations against Dorian, her haughty attitude was quite
annoying.
She was now Ms. Brooks? Ha!
"Hazel, Leah, stop badmouthing my sister." Arabe pretended to scold herpanions, then turned to
Vivienne with feigned kindness. "Sister, do you not have the money for a proper dress? I have several
spare gowns in my dressing room; why don''t you borrow one and change?"
"Arabe, why are you being so kind?" Hazel, a sycophant Arabe had recently befriended at school,
was eager to please Arabe. Of course, she would eagerly disparage Vivienne.
"Each of your dresses is expensive. What if she stains or damages one? Or steals it to sell
somewhere?"
"Oh, stop talking nonsense!" Arabe covered her mouth with her hand, feigning shock as she retorted,
"How could my sister ever do such a thing?"
She yelled it out loud. Vivienne already stood out at the party due to her attire.
With Arabe''s outburst, the attention of those around them was drawn to them. Their conversation
was overheard, and people began pointing fingers at Vivienne.
"This is no lie. The starry skirt you''re wearing alone is worth a million." Leah, who came from
Rivenwood, was unaware of the past grievances between Arabe and Vivienne.
However, Arabe had spoken ill of Vivienne during her time in Rivenwood, so Leah naturally had no
good feelings towards her.
With a disdainful look, she pointed at Arabe''s starry skirt. "See this? This is a work by the
internationally renowned designer, Charles. I bet you''ve never seen a dress as expensive in your life.
For a hick like you, even touching it would be a sacrilege."