Chapter 218
Chapter 218
At first Bryson wasn't in much attention of the people present. After all, although Floweret Garden was
mysterious, it was not from a wealthy family. The nobles of the upper class here distained it, feeling that
the place was completely not worthy of them.
However, as they saw Bryson's cold look just now, they felt it must come from the vibe and the force
after being immersed in an aristocratic family for decades. They became terrified and shut up quickly.
They were also surprised that an old man with bad back from Floweret Garden could have such a
power.
At the moment, they heard Bryson calling Arabella "Young Mistress" respectfully.
Someone caught his breath.
"Did you hear that? The old man was calling Arabella... Young Mistress!"
"What do you mean? He is not Arabella's... husband?"
"What is exactly going on?"
As Seth, Caitlin and Stephany heard that, their faces collapsed. They were all convinced that Bryson
was Arabella's husband, so it was somewhat like a bolt from the blue for them.
Caitlin quickly said, "Arabella, what does this old man call you? Look, we went to Floweret Garden, and
clearly saw this old man there. He is your husband. Do you just collude with him to cheat us?"
With incalculable look, Stephany also said, "Well, Bella, you have married an old man and it's a given
fact. I don't think you really need to deceive us."
The ghost of a smile played round Arabella's red lips. She walked forward with her clear and bright
eyes roving about the crowd faintly, and then she looked at Stephany with a smile, "What? Must the
man appearing in Floweret Garden be my husband? Can't he be... the butler?"
Bryson stood behind Arabella respectfully, "Young Mistress is right. I'm the butler of Floweret Garden."
Butler?
Oh god!
Stephany never expected that such a reversal would occur. The old man was not Arabella's husband,
but the butler!
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"Mom, what's going on? Didn't you say he was Arabella's husband?" She glances at Caitlin secretly.
Her mother stepped back a few, and also became flurried, "Well... well..."
Arabella looked at Caitlin, "Well, I'm really sorry to disappoint you. But he is not my husband indeed. Or
do you want to force me to say he is?"
Everyone started to discuss it in hushed whispers, "What's exactly going on? It has become a heat in
Twitter for a few days. But this old man is just a butler. Then who is Arabella's husband anyway?"
Quickly Caitlin realized that she might take the bait, feeling that Arabella deliberately misled her. What
a dirty woman!
"So, Arabella, this old man is just your butler. Then who is your husband? And why doesn't he come
here to celebrate your birthday?" Caitlin took the initiative quickly and questioned her.
Arabella was wearing a long nude pink tulle dress, and her fine skin looked fairer with the color of the
dress. The tulle skirt coiled around her feet and hung on the red carpet, bringing her a charisma of
purity and beauty.
She was rather calm although she was confronted by so many people. There was always a glimmer of
clear smile in her perfect eyes, "It seems that you are very interested in my husband. Well, don't worry,
he will come soon."
Her real husband would come here soon.
Looking at Arabella who behaved in a calm and intelligent manner, suddenly Stephany felt a gloomy
foreboding, although she just couldn't tell what it was temporarily.