Chapter 868
Isabelle was scrolling through the news on her tablet when she saw the smile on the handsome man''s
face. She asked, "What''s up? Why are you so happy?"
"Wedding nner Z actually took our order," Darius said, his lips curling as he looked at Isabelle sitting
on the couch. She was beautiful with almond-shaped eyes and rosy cheeks. Her skin was snow-white,
and even in casual clothes, she still looked elegant and charming.
Just then, the butler hurried over. "Old Mrs. Foster, Mr. Foster, Old Mrs. Obrien is back," he said.
Old Mrs. Foster had just put on her reading sses to inform some rtives of Darius'' wedding news
when she heard what the butler said. She immediately put down her phone and said, "Please bring her
in quickly."
Old Mrs. Obrien was Darius'' aunt who married into Aettosa''s famous family, the Obrien family.
After a while, the butler brought an elderly woman with windblown hair and a young woman into the
room.
The young woman wore a caramel-colored coat that entuated her snow-white skin tone; her eyes
were an endless blue that sparkled brightly when they met Darius''. Her facial features were soft with
ck hair cascading down naturally creating waves that made one want to touch them gently with their
fingertips.
On the other hand, Old Mrs. Obrien wore a ck coat exuding an air of seriousness befitting someone
from such an esteemed family background like hers.
As soon as she entered through doors of their home, she scanned everyone present in hall with
imposing gaze before finally resting it upon Isabelle.
Her scrutinizing gaze made Isabelle feel ufortable; however, she politely stood up from where she
sat holding onto tablet, and stood next to Darius weing their guest.
Old Mrs. Obrien brought some gifts along which were taken inside by the butler.
"My dear sister-inw, it has been ages since west met," she spoke hoarsely.
Old Mrs. Foster warmly extended both hands towards Old Mrs. Obrien, held onto them tightly saying,
"Rory, you''re back for good now. What are all these gifts for? Come sit beside me. How did youe
back so fast? I only told you yesterday about Darius getting married."
Old Mrs. Obrien whose maiden name was Rory Foster sat beside Old Mrs. Fosterughing softly. "This
is my daughter-inw''s son''s daughter who grew up at our ce. She yed often together with my
granddaughter during childhood. Darius too used to y around frequently."
"Is that Carolina Lancaster? She''s now so graceful and beautiful, a true beauty," Old Mrs. Foster smiled
warmly, but inside she felt a pang of unease. Why did Rory bring her here? She had a bad feeling
about her return.
"That''s right, Carolina is skilled in singing, dancing and ying the piano, truly a high societydy,"
Rory spoke with pride as she nced disdainfully at Isabelle from the corner of her eye.
Hearing this made Old Mrs. Foster ufortable, but she continued to be polite and introduced
Isabelle, "This is my daughter-inw, Isabelle."
Finally, they talked about Isabelle! Rory had been waiting for this moment for some time now and
looked at Isabelle with a fake smile on her face. "I heard youe from Middle Evroya - that barren
little ce where you can''t even afford eggs?"
Isabelle thought it was ridiculous. Who spread these rumors that they couldn''t afford eggs? They could
eat as many as they wanted! There were many misunderstandings about Middle Evroya outside.
"Karina, we can eat eggs whenever we want to; how could we not afford them? There are many
misconceptions about Middle Evroya out there."
"Really?" Rory sneered. "I also heard your hygiene and medical conditions are poor; you don''t even
filter your drinking water... oh well... never mind." Her disgust was palpable.
As she spoke, she scrutinized Isabelle who was thin like bean sprouts - how could such an insignificant
woman from Middle Evroyapare to Carolina who was an aplished socialite? How dare
someone like her marry Darius!
Carolina also looked down on Isabe with contempt in her blue eyes - what kind of woman from such
a small town hadn''t seen the world yet managed to marry Mr. Foster? Her jealousy almost drove her
insane.
Weren''t women from Middle Evroya supposed to be ugly and dark-skinned? Why did this woman have
such fair skin and delicate features?
The Foster family members were all ufortable with their questioning.
Old Mrs. Foster had enjoyed spending time with Isabelletely because Isabelle was knowledgeable
yet gentle in character- never using her status as the prime minister to exert power over them or others.
On the contrary, she treated everyone politely which won over those who originally disliked Isabel into
epting her now.
Darius'' mother Karina hade downstairs at this point, along with Karina Gisselle. The two happened
to hear Rory''s words loud and clear.
Their previously warm smiles froze on their faces.
Karina couldn''t help but speak up. "Auntie, did youe all this way just to belittle my daughter-in-
Her words were extremely impolite and gave Rory no respect at all. Shepletely crushed the
domineering aura of Rory.
Gisselle also looked a little impatient as she scrutinized Carolina. "Miss Carolina, has no one ever told
you that when you''re a guest in someone else''s home, you should behave properly? Can''t you stop
staring at other women''s husbands?"
Gisselle was always sharp-tongued and would pick fights with anyone who didn''t please her.
When Isabelle first arrived here, Gisselle treated her much worse than she did Carolina and Rory.
Carolina''s face immediately turned ugly after being exposed in public like this. She felt embarrassed
and started fidgeting while her red lips trembled slightly as she tried to cover it up by saying, "I haven''t
seen Darius for a long time so I''m feeling emotional right now. Please don''t misunderstand me; after all,
we grew up together since childhood..."
Darius chuckled while his eyes shed with sarcasm. "Miss Carolina, please don''t say anything that
could be misunderstood by others. We only spent a few days together when we were kids; we didn''t
grow up together."
Rory almost got beaten up by the Foster family members because of what happened next.
What did she do? Nothing! All she did was ask Isabelle a couple of questions! Did they really have to
treat her and Carolina like enemies? This was too humiliating!
She red angrily at them before mming the tea table hard enough to make it shake. "What is
wrong with you people? Did me or Carolina do something wrong? If the Foster family doesn''t want us
here, then we''ll leave right now!" Her eyes turned red as tears welled up in them. "This is still my
maiden family! How can my own family treat me like this? I haven''t been back in over a year or more
yet you treat me so badly!"
Carolina quickly sat beside Rory while tugging on her sleeve coquettishly, "Grandma, maybe they don''t
want me here... I should be the one leaving, since I''m not your biological granddaughter anyway; it''s
normal for others not to ept me."
Isabelle was shocked by Carolina''s acting skills.
Does she think everyone else is an idiot? Can''t she speak with a little bit of sense?
Old Mrs. Foster''s face was also unpleasant. "Is this your so-called Aettosa socialite? Can''t you speak
with some intelligence? Who in this room looks down on her? We haven''t said anything, have we?"
Gisselle sneered, "I''m just advising you not to focus on Darius. After all, Darius and Isabelle are getting
married and their child is already five years old. Do you want to be a home wrecker? I''m just telling you
to live well and take care of your own reputation as a socialite. How did it be ''looking down'' when
it came out of your mouth?"
"What did you say?" Carolina stared at Karina in shock.
"Their child is five years old?" It felt like Carolina had been struck by lightning.
She had loved Darius since she was young and dreamed of bing his bride.
But every year during the two families'' gatherings, Darius always kept his distance from her.
She never had a chance to get close to him.
When she heard yesterday that he was getting married, she begged Rory to bring her back... but she
never expected that he would already have a child.
"That''s right! So Miss Carolina, don''t force things." Gisselle pointed at Bethany who had been
practicing drawing all along. "Our precious little one is smart and lovely."
Previously Rory and Carolina were focused on Isabelle without noticing the five-year-old toddler in the
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corner.
Their eyes widened like they saw ghosts as they stared at Bethany intently.
The little girl inexplicably raised her head and faced them directly with a grin showing off two rows of
pearly white teeth, "Hello there! I''m Bethany."
Ouch!
It hurt!
Carolina suddenly felt like everything around her was just one big joke - running after a man from far
away only to find out that he had gotten married and had a child... Co?tent of Dr?manovеls
Her vision blurred momentarily but soon enough regainedposure - so what if he has a child now?
As long as they don''t get registered, she still stands a chance.
Darius doesn''t really love Isabelle anyway...
After imagining all sorts of scenarios inside her head, Carolina put on what she thought was an elegant
smile. "You''re such an adorable girl."
As long as this bastard disappears, Isabelle will never be able to marry into the Foster Family!
At this moment, a terrible thought urred to Carolina.
Thank goodness she came. If she hadn''te, she would have never known that Darius had a child!