“That’s not what I meant. It’s just that you’ve always been really discreet with your doings. You never


    show up at events like this.”


    “Really? Well, you’ll have to get used to it now.”


    Be narrowed her alluring eyes slightly. Her gaze gave off a hint of intrigue as she addressed her


    cousin. “I’ll be making more public


    appearances from now on. It seems like we’ll have to spend more time catching up, Cecily.”


    Cecily’s face wore a forced smile, though she was seething inside.


    The staff politely asked Be. “Miss, may I see your invitation,


    please?”


    “I don’t have one,” Be admitted openly.


    “Pfft!”


    Cecily could not hold back herughter as she mockingly remarked


    finally seizing an opportunity to regain some ground. “My dear Be


    have you been out of the loop for too long? Don’t you know that you


    need an invitation to get into a high society event like this? You’re


    making things difficult for the staff.”


    The staff looked visibly perplexed. “I’m sorry, miss, but you can’t enter


    without an invitation.”


    “I’m Be Thompson,” Be stated calmly, her expression indifferent.


    The name “Be Thompson” struck the staff like a thunderbolt,


    leaving them.dumbfounded.


    In the past, Be would just mention her father’s name for


    convenience.


    But now, after causing quite a stir in Savrow, her name alone held enough weight. There was no need


    to rely on her father’s name


    anymore.


    “Ah, Ms. Thompson! My apologies!”


    “No worries. I had some urgent matters to attend to and wanted to see Mr. Salvador. My bad, I didn’t


    think this through carefully.”


    Be then adopted a humble tone, offering a slight smile. “Since I don’t have an invitation, I understand


    that it’d be hard for you to let me in. Could you please inform Mr. Salvador that I’m here to see him?”


    “It’s alright, Ms. Thompson. Please,e right in!” The staff’s


    attitude was notably more attentive, aplete contrast to their


    previous treatment of Cecily.


    “Thank you. This is Mr. Larson, a friend of mine. Can we please en


    together?” Be asked politely.


    “Of course! This way, please!”


    The staff courteously escorted Be and Arnold into the banquet hall.


    Cecily was left standing alone at the entrance. Her face flushed with


    frustration as she stomped her foot.


    It had always been like this since they were children. No matter how


    hard Cecily tried, her radiance would inevitably be overshadowed by


    Be.


    Meanwhile, Justin and Ryan were walking together toward the banquet hall.


    “How is Carrietely?” Despite Justin’s neutral expression, he was still concerned about his sister’s


    well-being.


    “Carrie’s been doing well. Once I finish my current tasks, I’m nning


    on taking her to Switzend for a while so that she can get better treatment.”


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    Whenever someone mentioned Carrie, Ryan’s eyes softened with warmth and anticipation for the


    future. “I’ve reached out to a psychiatrist who can help Carrie ovee her struggles, especially with


    her autism and trauma.”


    “Trauma? What do you mean?” Justin halted, puzzled.


    “I’m not sure either. Yasmin was the one who told me about this. She


    believes that Carrie may have been traumatized previously. I think probably had something to do with


    Bethany. After all, Bethany constantly bullied Carrie in your house back then. Anyone would


    develop trauma in such a situation.”


    A cold, determined glint flickered in Ryan’s narrowed eyes. “But it doesn’t matter anymore. I’ve already


    sought revenge for Carrie. If


    Bethany dares toy her hand on Carrie again, I’ll make sure she faces severe consequences!”


    “Have you done something to Bethany?” Justin asked, his expression cold and detached.


    “Why? Are you concerned about her?”