Paula’s face was devoid of warmth. There was a rare hint of fear in her eyes.
“What are you planning?”
“Scared?” Vivienne asked softly. “Too late for that now.”
She didn’t mind seeing Paula and Arabella meet the same fate. It would only barely satisfy her.
“Vivienne…” Judith hesitated before speaking. “Let me deal with Paula.”
She wasn’t attempting to defend Paula. She despised the mistakes Paula had made just as much.
But they were blood-related, and she couldn’t bear to see Paula in such a miserable state.
Vivienne looked at her and, in a neutral tone, asked. “And how would you deal with her?”
“I promise you’ll be satisfied.” Judith turned to Paula. “Paula, what you did today was way out of line! Vivienne is Scott’s daughter. She’s a member of the Brooks family. How could you be so cruel?”
“Why shouldn’t I be cruel?” Paula had lost her rationality. “He separated me and my daughter for over a decade! I just want his daughter to have a taste of suffering!” She yelled.
“You’ve lost your mind! Enough! From now on, you’re not allowed to ever come back here. We have no ties with you anymore.”
“Mom! You…” Paula looked at Judith in disbelief.
Her confidence came from knowing that her mother would always protect her, no matter what. But now, even her mother didn’t want her to return to the Brooks home.
She even wanted to sever their relationship.
“I don’t want to say anything harsher.” Judith turned, refusing to look at her. “Take care of yourself. Jacob, escort her out!”
She still felt motherly love for her. She couldn’t completely forget Paula.
But she had reached her limit. She even had the servants drive Paula out directly.
“Mom! For Vivienne’s sake, you’re even giving up on your own daughter?!” Paula yelled hoarsely, struggling in vain as the servants supported her. Finally, she was thrown out of the Brooks Mansion.
Vivienne watched Paula being escorted out as the smile on her lips grew colder.
Was this the answer the Brooks family was giving her?
Ha!
Feeling her change in emotion, Percival wrapped his arm around her waist and whispered into her ear. “Leave it to me; I’ll handle it.”
Vivienne looked at him and smiled lightly. “Alright.”
She had faith in her Mr. Wolf. He would handle it well.
At least better than the Brooks family.
The drama finally ended.
Fiona stood up. “Now that Vivienne’s brother has been found, I should get going. Grandfather is waiting for news. I need to update him on the situation.”
Percival nodded as his unreadable gaze swept over her.
Fiona couldn’t decipher his expression, but it made her feel cold. It was as if she had been pricked by a needle.
Fiona hurriedly left.
Judith sat on the couch, holding her forehead. “Vivienne, I apologize for the spectacle. I didn’t educate Paula well, causing her to behave so poorly and make you and your brother suffer.”
Vivienne looked at her deeply and smiled brightly. “I’m not suffering.”
No one could make her suffer.
If she were unhappy, she would solve it her own way.
Judith held her hand and patted the back of it. “If anyone dares to bully you in the future, just tell me. I won’t let it slide!”
“Mmm.” Vivienne replied lightly, not saying anything else.
...
Late at night.
In fake Dorian and Cordelia’s room.
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