Arabella Vanderbilt's expression suddenly darkened.
"With you all protecting the company, it doesn't need my concern. Disappear from my sight immediately!"
Juliana Vanderbilt was seething inside, yet she could only secretly grind her teeth.
"Sister, no matter what, I still hope you can come. After all, we're family ..."
"Did you come here today determined to disgust me?"
Arabella "smack" threw her chopsticks onto the table, drawing the attention of many in the restaurant.
Juliana's body quivered and she leaned into Oliver Timmerman's embrace.
Oliver immediately stepped forward, standing in front of Juliana with a completely protective stance, shielding her behind him.
He didn't speak, but his gaze made Arabella feel extremely disgusted.
He looked at Juliana as if she were Snow White and looked at her as if she were a wicked witch.
That defensive gaze seemed all too familiar to her from long ago!
"Juliana, let's go."
