Everyone's reaction was exactly what Arden Forster had expected. After all, they had seen it for themselves. Even though there was some force involved, their curiosity was satisfied, and they were eager to learn.
It was just a mental technique, harmless and with no bad effects. Even if they couldn’t master it, it still helped improve their physical condition.
In the end, Arden was giving them face, allowing them to fulfill their little desires to learn something. Even if no alliances were formed, their relationships with the Forster family wouldn’t end badly.
By the end of the banquet, Arden had already achieved most of her goals.
At this rate, the rest would be easy.
The banquet started, and Rivers Vivienne, who had been protected, finally walked out holding Marc D'Auremont’s hand.
She wore a black dress, with her shoulders slightly exposed, giving off a seductive vibe.
Maybe because she was pregnant, she had a gentle smile, radiating warmth and motherly glow.
Marc D'Auremont stood by her side, supporting her carefully. Their gazes exchanged, full of tenderness.
They had just married, in the most romantic phase of their relationship. Marc hadn’t crossed any boundaries yet, and Rivers Vivienne hadn’t terminated her pregnancy.
Arden had seen Rivers Vivienne in the news, but seeing her in person was different. There were many things you couldn’t understand from just photos. You needed to see the real person.
Arden carefully observed Rivers Vivienne. Her aura was a mix of white with a hint of light purple, showing better luck than most people. Even Marc’s aura wasn’t that strong. Reincarnation was a delicate matter, after all.
This wasn’t someone with extraordinary luck. Unless something unexpected happened, she would likely have a peaceful life without any great blessings or big troubles.
It was clear that before her rebirth, Rivers Vivienne wasn’t considered the main character of her story. After her rebirth, though, she had become one.
Arden’s gaze lingered a little too long on Rivers Vivienne, and the others, like Albus D'Auremont, thought Arden was still hung up on Marc. Maybe she had even made up the "green cloud" thing above his head as an excuse to explain her feelings.
However, no one dared to say anything directly to Marc. Arden had just agreed to teach them martial arts, and it didn’t feel right to stir up trouble.
Marc D'Auremont had already caused enough embarrassment for the Forster family by breaking off the engagement, so speaking behind his back wasn’t a big deal.
Adrian Forster noticed the situation but didn’t want to bring it up during the banquet.
Afterward, Arden and Adrian left in the car.
"Arden, are you really going to teach them the techniques?"
A few years ago, Arden had found a method of cultivation from an ancient book that had worked very well. She had shared it with her family, and even though they didn’t have her talent, it helped them stay healthy. Even her grandfather was getting better with time.
The Forster family wasn’t selfish and didn’t hide the technique, but there was one condition: they had to understand how the energy flowed through the body. Without at least 350 years of experience, they couldn’t even start.
Many common martial arts techniques were passed down, but most of them didn’t have much effect.
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Arden’s family was able to get real results because she taught them a shortcut.
Now, when she planned to teach Albus and the others, she was giving them the same shortcut.
Teaching them wasn’t a problem, but Adrian was worried about the consequences for Arden.
"It’s fine, brother. I know my limits and won’t let anyone harm me," Arden reassured him.
Her words calmed him, but he still added casually,
"Marc and the little celebrity do seem to match well."
"They’ll break up within a year." Arden didn’t pick up on his hint and shook her head.
Adrian felt a deep sadness in his heart. He couldn’t understand why his sister was still so infatuated with Marc. What was so great about him?
After a moment, Arden smiled and said, "Brother, I really don’t like Marc. You don’t need to worry." Then she added, "And I’m not lying about his fortune."
Adrian, still unsure, half-believed her: "Really?"
He wasn’t sure if he was doubting Arden’s feelings for Marc or her comments about his fortune.
But time would reveal everything, and Arden confidently replied, "It’s true."
After attending several more banquets, Arden had achieved her goal and taught the techniques to the others, except for Marc’s uncle, Cassian Boreas D'Auremont.
He was a soldier and rarely home, so Arden hadn’t met him yet.
But there was no rush. Cassian Boreas D'Auremont was the last person Rivers Vivienne would influence, and the process was more complicated. He was a man of strong will, not easily tempted.
At the same time, Arden became more familiar with the social circle. The rumors about her being a "bookworm" or a "wooden beauty" slowly faded away.
How blind must someone be to mistake a goddess-like figure for a bookworm?
The men, including Albus, were starting to feel the benefits of Arden’s teachings. They had always been high-status, wealthy, and famous, but their lives had been full of stress, late nights, and pressure.
After practicing the techniques, they noticed the positive effects quickly.
No matter how tired they were, they could always sleep well by doing a little energy work before bed. Even after a full night of practice, they felt more refreshed and energized, and their minor health issues slowly disappeared.
Soon, these men would realized how much they owed to Arden.
At first, they had hoped to gain strength like Arden, but after a few years of training, they had let go of that goal. They hadn’t expected to find such enjoyment in the process.
As a result, Arden Forster became known as "Master," and at banquets, a group of handsome men would surround her, constantly calling her "Master," serving her tea, giving massages, and taking care of her every need. It was a lively scene.
Others looked on in awe, unsure of why Arden was treated so differently. Many young ladies secretly envied her, but none dared to confront her. After all, no one was foolish enough to provoke her.
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Time passed, and one morning, Rivers Vivienne woke up feeling different. She was the same on the outside, but her heart had changed.
Her eyes were filled with wild determination, and anyone who saw her would be shocked.
Luckily, no one else saw the change.
As the madness in her eyes faded, confusion took over. What was happening? Wasn’t she fighting with Marc’s new lover? The woman, pregnant with his child, was threatening Rivers Vivienne to leave Marc.
Everyone knew her marriage to Marc was only on paper, but as long as she held the title of Mrs. D'Auremont, no one could take that from her.
Her last memory was of her falling down the stairs with the other woman...! Ah, she wondered if that baby would survive. Trying to play the role of a precious child? In her dreams! With her past failures, the D'Auremonts would never allow someone else to enter the family.
Suddenly, Rivers Vivienne’s thoughts shifted, and she looked around. This was the room she and Marc had lived in after their wedding, before everything fell apart. After she had gotten angry and terminated the pregnancy, the D'Auremonts had kicked her out.
Rivers Vivienne’s eyes widened in realization. She looked down at her belly, confirming her suspicions—she had been reborn!
She was both excited and terrified. She quickly grabbed her phone, confirming the date. Everything was real; she was back in the past, before Marc had crossed any lines, and before she had terminated the pregnancy.
It was as if nothing had ever happened, and she could still change everything. But Rivers Vivienne didn’t want to go back. Even if everything hadn’t happened yet, the memories she carried couldn’t be erased. The years of pain had made her feelings for Marc disappear.
The most urgent thing now was to divorce him quickly. This time, she wasn’t going to fight with Marc. She wanted to go back to her career in entertainment and reclaim her glory.
But to do that, she couldn’t have any baggage. She couldn’t risk the media painting her as a woman abandoned by her husband and left with a child. She didn’t want her reputation to suffer any more.
The baby had to go.
She gently rubbed her belly, silently saying,
"I’m sorry, my child. You were never wanted. You were never meant to be, so you should leave. We never had a chance."
At that moment, she heard a mechanical voice inside her head.
[Beep! The green hat system has been activated...]
[Beep! Little green hat has logged on. Please, host, try your best to gather the green hats! Our goal is... the Great Green Meadow!]
Rivers Vivienne: "..."