Chapter 167
Vivienne arched an eyebrow as a smirk tugged at the corners of her lips.
Her gaze roamed over Arabe''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 youughing at?!" Leah couldn''t stand Vivienne''s nonchnt demeanor. Born into wealth,
she believed that those less fortunate should worship them.
"Finished showing off?" Vivienne nonchntly 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 nonchntly.
"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 coldugh echoed from the entrance of the banquet hall. Arabe''s eyes lit up, and she quickly
primped her hair, putting on what she believed was her most charming smile as she greeted the
neer. "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.
However, she hadn''t expected Percival not to show up.
When she saw Vivienne alone, she felt both schadenfreude and disappointment. Now that Percival was
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here, she was overjoyed.
Percival was dressed in a handcrafted suit from Veloria. Only up close could one see the butterflies
embroidered with ck thread on the ck fabric, adding a touch of liveliness to the otherwise solemn
suit.
He strode forward, pulling Vivienne into his embrace. Without any prompt, Thomas brought forth a
garment bag containing a gown, unveiling it before the crowd.
"I heard someone wasining about my fiancée''s outfit being insufficiently ssy." Percival''s
intent to defend Vivienne was clear. "Would this gown be appropriate for your family''s gathering?"
Everyone took a closer look at the gown. The champagne-colored fishtail dress was adorned with
"Isn''t this the ''Dream Butterfly'' dress that Master Charles only made one of?" Someone recognized it.
"Yes. When the design was first revealed, everyone praised it, and countless people wanted to order
one. But Master Charles only made one and refused to make any more."
"I remember this dress being auctioned off at L&D Auctions for two billion. My sister was so upset
about not getting it that she didn''t eat properly for a month."
"My mom was the same. She lost at poker for a month because she was so upset, and my dad scolded
her for being wasteful."
Hazel and Helen Edwards were speechless as they watched the dress unfold. Arabe''s eyes shed
with jealousy, and she clenched her fists so tightly that her nails nearly pierced her palms.
"Vivienne, let me apany you to change into this.” Percival’s gentle gazended on Vivienne.
Vivienne looked at the dress, feeling a bit surprised, and then back at Percival. She was nning on
saying she didn''t need to change and that she had intentionally worn her current outfit.
But seeing Percival''s protective gesture, she smiled softly and followed him to the dressing room.
Inside the dressing room, a renowned international makeup and hair team was already waiting.
Twenty minutester, Percival led Vivienne back to the banquet.
Everyone turned their gaze towards them. The whole room''s lights seemed to focus on the couple.
Vivienne''s butterfly-patterned fishtail gown echoed the butterflies on Percival''s suit, creating an intimate
and harmonious couple look.
After the makeover, Vivienne''s ck curls added to her allure. She looked stunningly beautiful.
Someone suddenly gasped. "Look at the pink diamond jewelry set Vivienne is wearing. Isn''t that
Master Jessica''s ''Ophelia''s Heart'' that was auctioned off two years ago?"
Everyone''s gaze fell onto Vivienne''s corbone and ears. The heart-shaped pink diamond was at least
three carats, and it was surrounded by smaller diamonds. The teardrop-shaped earrings were also of
rare quality.
Many recalled that ''Ophelia''s Heart'' was auctioned for five billion.
Percival had adorned his fiancée with seven billion worth of jewelry. What a grand gesture!
In contrast, Arabe''s starry skirt looked rathermon.
The room fell silent. Arabe could read the message in everyone''s eyes. A surge of frustration welled
up in her, almost making her vomit blood.
Yet Vivienne, arm in arm with Percival, approached her. "Did you know that your starry skirt is one of
Charles'' early works? One he was least satisfied with."
The room fell even quieter. Arabe nearly cracked her silver teeth from clenching so hard. While
holding a ss of champagne, she approached Vivienne with a smile and a sh of malice in her eyes.
"Sister, you look beautiful in this dress."
Thomas identally stepped on Arabe''s dress train, yanking it backward. Arabe let out a shocked
gasp, falling backward. All the champagne that was going to be poured on Vivienne ended up on
herself.
"Youngdy, our young madam''s dress is quite expensive. It''d be best if you''d be careful." Thomas
bluntly exposed Arabe''s shady intentions.
"Percival!" Arabe looked at Percival in distress. "Are you going to let your assistant bully me like
this?!"
Percival nced at Thomas, who understood his cue. He took out a cheque and tossed it at Arabe.
"Here''s the money for your dress."
Already holding Vivienne''s hand, Percival led her to dine in a corner.
"Well done! Spectacrly done!" Cecilia appeared from nowhere and grabbed Vivienne''s hand. "I saw
your sister mocking you earlier. It made me furious!"
She had wanted to rush out and p Arabe, but the Ellingtons and the Brooks had always been on
good terms. As an elder, she had to maintain her dignity. It wouldn''t do to quarrel with the younger
generation. It was best if Percival handled it.