Chapter 506


    Arabe, along with Keh and Louisa, headed over to a charity dinner.


    This shindig was started years ago by a big shot from Summerfield. It’s held annually, and ever since


    the guy kicked the bucket, his daughter had been keeping it going. It’s been a thing for about


    seventeen years now.


    The point of this event every year was to help the kids out in the sticks sort out their grub, education,


    health, and stuff like that.


    The crowd was pretty much the people from upper ss of Summerfield. It’s not open to the public;


    it’s just for folks with some serious clout and standing.


    Keh and Louisa had beening for the full seventeen years. But this time was a little different;


    they rocked up with their daughter Arabe in tow, who pretty much stole the show as soon as she


    arrived.


    Arabe had this cool, ssy vibe about her. Dressed in a ck evening gown, she looked icy yet


    regal, like some kind of queen bee.


    She rocked up, arm in arm with Keh on one side and Louisa on the other, and instantly had all


    eyes on her.


    Lots of guests started asking around: Who was she? Why did she seem so chummy with the Collins


    family?


    The event host, Erlinda Archer, spotted them and made a beeline, saying, “Arabe, you made it! I was


    worried you might give it a miss!”


    She saw Arabe arm in arm with Keh and Louisa, and curiosity got the better of her. “You guys


    know each other?”


    Looked like they’re pretty tight, considering Arabe was usually pretty aloof and wouldn’t just go


    around linking arms with anyone.


    Keh and Louisa were taken aback by her words. Erlinda knew Arabe too? Just how wide was


    Arabe’s social circle?


    Erlinda was the head honcho of the Archer family. Ever since her old man passed away, she’s been


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    running the family’s century–old business and had some serious sway in the business world.


    She was over forty and looked capable and gutsy, with the sharp eyes of a businesswoman.


    “They wouldn’t happen to be your actual parents, would they?” Erlinda hit the nail on the head.


    Arabe nodded, making no attempt to hide it: “Yes, they are my parents.”


    “I thought as much.” Erlinda shook hands with Keh, gave Louisa a hug, and said, “Great to see you


    guys at the Archer family dinner again this year. I had no idea you were Arabe’s biological parents.


    She had a rough time with the Murphy family. From now on, you should shower her with love and


    make up for the past.”


    Louisa was puzzled: “How do you know my daughter?”


    “It’s a long story.” Erlinda chuckled. “But I’ll give you the short version.”


    It happened a few years ago. Erlinda, who seemed to have everything, had a dream one night where


    she was wearing a super fancy dress.


    The next day, she hunted down Arabe, who was just making a name for herself as the founder of


    QY, hoping she could make a dress just like the one from her dream.


    The young girl told her straight up that the dress wouldn’t suit her and would turn out ugly. It was a


    waste of time.


    Erlinda didn’t buy it and insisted. The girl refused, and things got tense between them.


    Eventually, she went to great lengths to find someone else to make it. Sure enough, the dress turned


    out to be an eyesore. She had no desire to keep it and tossed it straight


    away.