Gabrielle didn't expect to see Vivian here. Of all the people Gabrielle thought she would bump into, she never thought Vivian would be one of them.
Gabrielle looked in disbelief at Vivian who was a few meters away. Vivian also had her drink arrested halfway to her lips as she stared back. Then, the woman darted her eyes to Westley and back to Gabrielle. Vivian had an unreadable expression, and while she didn't openly show her disgust, she clearly looked down on Gabrielle.
When Vivian saw Gabrielle get out of Westley's luxury car last time, she sneered at Gabrielle. Vivian believed that the only way Gabrielle could afford something so expensive was by hooking up with rich men. Vivian always made her feel like Gabrielle was beneath her.
Gabrielle arrived at Micheal's birthday party tonight. Vivian naturally assumed that the only way Gabrielle scored an invite was because of Westley. Vivian gave her a once-over before doing the same to Westley. It was clear what Vivian was implying. She didn't need to say anything to send her message across.
Westley noticed Vivian staring maliciously at him and Gabrielle. He looked at Gabrielle's stiff shoulders; she was standing ramrod straight and clutching her bag tightly. Right there and then, Westley knew that the two women knew each other.
And judging by their facial expressions, they weren't on good terms.
"Gabrielle, do you know each other?" Westley asked her as he put his hand on the small of her back.
"My colleague. So can you... please pretend that we do not know each other later?" Gabrielle shifted her weight uneasily. Her forehead was starting to sweat.
"There's no need for that. With the way she's looking at us, she has already guessed our relationship. It's impossible to pretend to be strangers now," Westley stated matter-of-factly.
Gabrielle took a deep breath and glanced at Westley. He was right. Vivian was a shrewd, vindictive woman. She already arrived at a conclusion—faulty it might be—so it was unnecessary for Gabrielle to deny anything. It was simply too late.
Anyway, she hadn't done anything wrong to Vivian. There was nothing to hide, and Gabrielle wasn't guilty of doing anything shameful.
"Mia, is Vivian a member of the Murphy family?" Gabrielle asked directly, still looking at Vivian at the corner of her eyes.
'Vivian and Cayden—are they related?' Gabrielle wondered.
"No, that woman has nothing to do with the Murphy family. She's not their relative. She's just one of the friends of Cayden's sister. Cayden actually brought her here today. Can you imagine? It's unbelievable!" Mia didn't bother hiding her disgust.
"I didn't expect that she's your colleague and you work in the same studio. I know she's a very good jewelry designer. But I didn't like her at first sight. She's arrogant, and there's something about her that gives me the creeps. When she saw my brother, her eyes lit up. I guess she deliberately asked Cayden's sister to bring her here. She's obviously on the hunt for a rich guy to hook up with. Unfortunately for me, I know what she's thinking all too well." Mia didn't like Vivian, who she had just met for the first time. Mia fanned her face with her hand after her long rant.
Because of Cayden's matter, Mia hated every member of the Murphy family. As for this Vivian, Mia could feel her blood boil just at the sight of her.
That woman had the gall to come over and flirt not just with Micheal but with every rich man she laid her eyes on. Mia was no stranger to this particular type of woman.
"Yes, a colleague. She's my boss, actually, but we don't have a particularly good relationship. Besides, the entire company doesn't know about my marriage. I especially don't want her to know," Gabrielle revealed. She tried so hard to avoid Vivian whenever she could. But enemies were always bound to meet somewhere.
"Now, how should we deal with her?" Gabrielle turned to Westley who was quietly listening to her conversation with Mia.
Cayden and Vivian were coming closer. It worried Gabrielle.
It never occurred to Gabrielle that the first unexpected person she would meet in Micheal's villa was Vivian. She didn't know what to say, and she had no idea how to handle this situation.
However, Westley reached out his hand and pulled her into his arms. She always fit his body perfectly.
"Westley, what are you doing?" Gabrielle almost yelped at Westley's sudden, unexpected e
mbrace. Westley responded by resting his chin on her head and pulling her closer.
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