Yet Arabella Vanderbilt's attire tonight, was indeed nothing to write home about.
A white semi-formal outfit.
She wore white wide-leg suit pants, and a fitted matching long coat that reached her knees, her long hair draped over her shoulders; fresh, neat, and nothing more.
Her entrance didn't draw much attention, yet Rowan Benett was somewhat disappointed.
"Arabella, why didn't you wear a gown, without a gown, look, all the women present have bared their chests and backs, while you, you don't even dress like this for work! It's such a rare banquet, why wouldn't you want to showcase yourself a bit? Look at Isabella Harrison... erm... are you even women?!"
Rowan Benett almost spat blood, gazing at Isabella Harrison's modest and low-profile dark blue dress and helplessly touched his forehead.
"Such a waste of a beautiful figure!"
Arabella Vanderbilt simply shook her head helplessly.
On the other side, Sabrina Hemsworth looked at her with a hint of appreciation in her eyes.
