Chapter 224
Vivienne felt a warm surge of appreciation as she watched Astrid stand up for her.
Now that onlookers were pressing her to apologize, Calista''s face turned from red to white. She
opened her mouth, but nothing came out. She knew her jealousy had gotten the better of her. She had
eagerly seized an opportunity to belittle Vivienne, but now she was unwilling to apologize.
“Calista.”
Just as Calista was ring at Vivienne, refusing to back down, M, long noticing her absence, came
looking for her, apanied by the Brooks family.
The moment M made her entrance, the crowd at the venue gasped in surprise. “Oh my God, it’s M
herself!"
"She looks so young! She’s almost fifty, but she looks like she’s in her thirties!"
"She''s so talented and beautiful. It''s truly enviable!"
M reveled in thepliments as she stole a nce at Scott.
However, Scott, maintaining his distance, seemed indifferent to the praises. Instead, his eyes lit up
when he saw Vivienne.
M noticed Scott''s reaction and scrutinized Vivienne. The young girl was beautiful and elegant.
A chill ran down M’s spine. She suddenly had a terrible thought.
Surely, Scott wouldn''t be interested in this girl, would he?
"Ms. Hawthorn." Scott greeted Vivienne first.
M was taken aback. Was she also a Hawthorn?
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Vivienne just gave him a slight nod.
"Ms. Hawthorn." Judith was also delighted to see Vivienne. She had tried to thank Vivienne several
times for her past help but had always been politely refused.
This time, however, remembering Scott''s suspicion, Judith looked at Vivienne with a newfound
affection.
Vivienne, as always, responded with a cold nod.
“Calista, why is it taking so long?” M deliberately interrupted the conversation between the Brooks
family and Vivienne. She went to Calista, but her gaze was fixed on Vivienne.
"Mom." Calista called out, unsure of how to exin.
"So, she''s M''s daughter." Astrid, who had always admired M, would have been thrilled to meet her
under different circumstances.
However, Calista''s recent rudeness towards Vivienne had made her less fond of M.
"M." Astrid spoke politely. "This man tried to sneak a knife into the concert, and my sister stopped
him.”
"But your daughter, without even understanding the situation, just listened to this man''s side of the
story and humiliated my sister. And she refuses to apologize."
M frowned and then turned her gaze to the middle-aged man.
"M, I finally get to see you!" The man suddenly became ecstatic; even his words tumbled out of his
mouth in a rush. If it weren''t for the security guard holding him back, he would have lunged at M. "I''m
your biggest fan! I really love you! I only brought the knife because I was afraid someone might hurt
you. I brought it to protect you!"
M, repulsed by the man''s sleazy demeanor, attempted to smile reassuringly at him before addressing
Astrid. "He''s a fan of mine. Any extreme behavior is just because he likes me too much. I think your
sister is overreacting. My daughter was just defending my fan. There''s no need for an apology."
Astrid was nearly amused by M''s twisted logic. She was at a loss for words.
"So, it''s okay for fans to carry weapons, ording to you." Vivienne smirked. "Looks like this concert is
quite dangerous."
With that, Vivienne turned and walked down the theater steps, with Dorian and the others following her
in solidarity.
The other attendees, upon hearing that there might be extreme fans with weapons at the concert and
seeing how M defended such behavior, started to reconsider attending the concert.
Shouts for ticket refunds filled the air.
M was a big name, and many of the attendees were influential figures in Havenwood. Upon hearing
about the potential danger, even those who had already taken their seats started to leave, not caring
about the refund.
In an instant, two-thirds of the concert hall was empty.
The remaining third were die-hard M’s fans, but to the two-thirds who had left, these people seemed
like extreme fans who were willing to risk their lives just to attend M''s concert. This thought sped up
their departure.
M was livid. She had only spoken in defense of her fan because Calista couldn''t bring herself to
apologize.
She certainly didn''t condone extreme fandom, and she herself tried to avoid such fans as much as
possible.
Upon seeing the infatuated and crazed look in the man''s eyes after she defended him, she felt like
running away.
She hadn''t expected Vivienne to twist her words with a few nonchnt sentences, making two-thirds of
her concert attendees leave.
If this incident made it to the news, she''d lose all her dignity. It might even affect her uing
concerts. She could only imagine how her jealous peers would mock her.
She looked at Scott and Judith with a wronged and sad expression, hoping the Brooks family could
help.
Scott, however, was keeping an eye on Vivienne. He had people watching her among the chaotic
crowd on the stairs.
He watched as they subtly pulled a few strands of hair from Vivienne''s head.
Vivienne paused and turned to cast a nce at Scott, her eyesden with profound meaning.
Scott was taken aback. He could swear that she had figured out their intentions. Was she deliberately
letting them get their way?
Otherwise, why was it that just a few days ago, his men had been stalking her, trying to get a sample of
her DNA, but to no avail? They couldn’t even get a single strand of hair, but this time, everything was
so easy.
After seeing Scott''s unwavering gaze on Vivienne, M''s expression changed. She was certain that
Scott was harboring a different kind of interest in Vivienne.
Because the Scott she knew would never look at a simple girl in this way.
“Vivienne.” A tardy Percival, along with Thomas and the long-absent Leopold, sauntered up.