Chapter 168: Chapter 168: Scumbag and Slut, Aren’t They a Perfect Match

It’s actually Grandpa, he’s here too!

Among the Vaughn family now, besides her brother, only her grandfather still held a place in Cecilia Vaughn’s heart.

Thinking about not seeing Grandpa for three years, Cecilia Vaughn’s eyes reddened slightly.

But before she could say anything, a cane suddenly swung at her without mercy!

...

In that instant, Cecilia Vaughn’s heart felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar. She looked down dumbly and saw the cane held by Old Master Vaughn striking directly on her calf.

Though the blow landed on her leg, Cecilia Vaughn felt her heart tremble violently.

Was it her body that hurt?

Or was it heartache?

The left side of her chest felt as if it had been eaten away by thousands of insects, leaving only an empty shell, and for a moment, she lost her senses.

Grandpa... hit her for the sake of Fiona?

They had not seen each other for three years, and it turned out that her deep longing was just a joke.

...

Even Fiona Vaughn hadn’t expected Old Master Vaughn to go this far for her!

Seeing Cecilia Vaughn being hit in front of all the guests, she could barely suppress the upward curve of her lips!

Cecilia Vaughn really lost face today!

Finally, Fiona Vaughn managed to stifle her pride and cough lightly, speaking as if disapproving Old Master Vaughn’s actions while preserving Cecilia’s dignity.

"Grandpa, how could you hit sister in public?"

"Even though sister is a bit temperamental today, we, as family, don’t hold grudges. If you want to scold her, you should do it at home. With so many outsiders here, sister must be so embarrassed..."

Fiona spoke, her eyes glistening like stars with concern as she walked over to Cecilia Vaughn.

"Sister, is your leg okay? The corner of your skirt just got snagged by the cane, and it can’t be worn anymore. Why don’t you come to my dressing room and change? I have other clothes..."

Fiona stared intently at the wisteria embroidered dress Cecilia was wearing, a flash of greed crossing her eyes.

She had long been displeased by Cecilia Vaughn wearing such a beautiful dress!

Someone like Cecilia, born lowly and vile, could only ruin things, and was not fit to wear such a fine dress!

The embroidery was so intricate and lifelike, and the color matching was bold and dynamic. She had never seen such exquisite needlework!

She didn’t know what kind of dumb luck Cecilia had to find such a skilled tailor!

If it were her wearing it, she would surely look ten times better than Cecilia did today!

Thinking that Cecilia had stolen her spotlight today, Fiona’s eyes darkened, her teeth almost grinding to dust, yet her face still held a gentle, caring smile.

"Sister, is your leg hurt? Why don’t I help you to the dressing room..."

...

Old Master Vaughn looked kindly at Fiona, indeed, compared to the prickly Cecilia Vaughn, this younger granddaughter was much more gentle and kind-hearted.

His great day was ruined by Cecilia Vaughn, yet Fiona could still empathize and speak up for others.

Old Master Vaughn sighed; such a good girl, how could one not feel tender towards her?

Just when he thought Fiona had shown weakness to seek peace, and his eldest granddaughter should find a way to step down...

Who would have guessed, Cecilia Vaughn didn’t care about Fiona’s goodwill at all and directly pushed Fiona’s hand away!

Her eyes were cold as frost, her voice nearly freezing.

"Get out of the way, don’t disgust people here with your pretentiousness!"

Fiona staggered and took a step back, tears instantly welling up in her beautiful eyes.

"Sister, am I making you so unhappy? Even my good intentions you want to reject..."

As she spoke, Fiona’s swan-like slender neck drooped slightly, revealing an extremely pitiful arc, drawing countless gasps of sympathy.

Seeing Cecilia Vaughn still bullying the younger granddaughter, Old Master Vaughn’s brows furrowed instantly!

His expression darkened, immediately rebuking Cecilia Vaughn’s behavior loudly.

"You wretch! Why are you being harsh on Fiona, she meant well, and you pushed her!"

...

Wretch?

Those simple words from Old Master Vaughn, seemed to overlap with Gregory Vaughn’s "disobedient daughter" from the engagement banquet three years ago, tearing open Cecilia Vaughn’s emotional wound!

The pain was excruciating, as if a gunshot had been fired into her heart...

Cecilia Vaughn slowly clenched her hand, her veins faintly showing, yet she suddenly laughed.

The girl lifted her head very slowly, locking directly onto the elderly figure not far away.

Seeing Grandpa’s bent and aging figure even more than three years ago, her smile widened, but that smile was chilling to see.

"Grandpa, long time no see, is your health good?"

She answered unrelatedly, her eyes clear as the moon, seemingly stripped of all emotion, her gaze colder than a robot.

Everyone knew that family shame should not be aired publicly, and assumed that Cecilia Vaughn, being beaten and scolded publicly by her own grandfather, would surely be wronged enough to cry.

After all, which young lady of a noble family wasn’t a pampered flower from a greenhouse, how could she endure such rebuke?

Who knew, even though Cecilia Vaughn’s eyes were red, her gaze was as firm as ice, without a hint of softness, even able to smile as if nothing happened, even starting to inquire about Old Master Vaughn’s health condition!

This Vaughn family eldest daughter’s mental fortitude was just how strong?!

...

Old Master Vaughn was momentarily stumped by Cecilia Vaughn.

Clearly not expecting Cecilia Vaughn to respond to him this way.

Clearly words of concern, but under Cecilia Vaughn’s gaze, Old Master Vaughn felt uncomfortable, as if he had done something wrong.

Where had the obedient and compliant eldest granddaughter gone? How had she turned into such a defiant figure now...

Clearly he had once loved her so dearly!

Old Master Vaughn’s face showed a bit of confusion, but quickly, it was replaced by the authority of the head of the family!

"Cecilia, you still know to ask about Grandpa’s health? The things you did today nearly angered Grandpa to death! Do you still have any sense of being a well-bred lady?!"

"Well-bred? Grandpa means that you didn’t teach me well?"

"You—"

Being turned onto the defensive by Cecilia Vaughn, Old Master Vaughn felt his face burning, his expression alternating between green and white.

"Today is Fiona’s grand day, how can you speak like this!"

Fiona also pleaded softly.

"Sister, don’t provoke Grandpa anymore, this will make Grandpa upset."

...

Who exactly was provoking whom?

Cecilia Vaughn’s expression remained indifferent, though she had long known Grandpa would only side with Fiona, the rot in her heart continued to grow...

She pulled her lips into a cold smile, then nodded very seriously at Fiona and Tyson Law:

"Oh right, I almost forgot today is your grand day."

"You two have always been well-matched, it was just me who was blind before. Let me wish you a long and lasting union, may you never part, and show everyone what a loving couple looks like!"

Her sarcastic gaze was like looking at two monkeys in a zoo.

A scumbag and a bitch, naturally a match made in heaven!