Arabella Vanderbilt swept her gaze over her dismissively, her eyes icy and void of any emotion.
Juliana Vanderbilt bit her lip and gently reached out to grasp Arabella's sleeve, her pitiful and delicate appearance, just like a little sister who had made a mistake, coquettishly apologizing to her elder sister.
"Sister..."
Arabella withdrew her arm and walked past Juliana expressionlessly to approach the others.
"Where is Grandpa?"
Victor Vanderbilt immediately became angry!
"What kind of manners is this, not even greeting when you enter a room? Do you not have any respect for your elders in your eyes?"
Arabella scoffed, her gaze cool as she looked at the several people in the room.
"Elders? Hah... Did those 'elders' who threw me abroad to fend for myself ever care whether I lived or died?"
When she had been sent overseas that year, the Vanderbilt family had left her with nothing but a plane ticket.
