Ignored When Chasing: Why Cry After I Got Engaged-Chapter 60: The Nathan Family’s Young Miss
Frances Bennett looked over, her heart racing with excitement.
A young woman in a long dress stood at the entrance, flanked by a row of bodyguards who were clearly attentive to her safety.
Frances Bennett’s gaze locked onto the woman’s face. When she saw no blemishes or scars, she let out a sigh of relief.
’Good, she’s not the hideous beast of the rumors.’
At that moment, Frances finally felt composed enough to size her up properly.
The young woman wore a white, pearl-adorned gown. Her features were well-proportioned, but her expression was tense, a clear sign she rarely attended such events.
Frances Bennett thought, ’Selina Nathan rarely makes public appearances. It’s only normal for her to be nervous at a gala like this.’
The bodyguards stayed close by her side. A single glance told you they were highly trained—the kind no ordinary family could afford.
"Welcome to the Bennett home, Selina Nathan." Frances Bennett walked over, her voice loud and laced with both excitement and pride, clearly intending to announce the arrival to everyone.
Selina Nathan rarely attended these kinds of galas. Her presence at the Bennett home was a testament to the family’s extraordinary status.
The Nathans of Aethelgard weren’t just the richest family in the country. Rumor had it the Nathans also held significant political power.
As for the true extent of their influence, what the public knew was merely the tip of the iceberg.
It was said that the Nathan family kept many of their assets hidden to avoid attracting undue attention.
Otherwise, Selina Nathan wouldn’t have been targeted for kidnapping by ruthless criminals since she was a child.
Just as expected, Selina Nathan’s appearance captured everyone’s attention.
This was especially true for Serena Hughes. The moment she saw Selina Nathan, her face paled slightly. But once she got a clear look at her face, a hint of arrogance surfaced.
’She’s not even that pretty...’
She wasn’t ugly, but you couldn’t call her beautiful either.
’In fact, she’s not even as good-looking as I am...’
At this thought, Serena Hughes let out a huge sigh of relief.
’I can’t compete with her family background, but at least I can compete on looks.’
"Is that really Selina Nathan?"
"My God, Selina Nathan is here. Tonight is a real clash of the titans."
"Of course! Look where we are. This is the home of the Bennetts of Korsyth. Back in the day, they weren’t far behind the Nathan family."
The guests murmured among themselves, but all eyes remained fixed on Selina Nathan.
"Selina Nathan... Cecilia, do you know her?" Hugo Grant asked Cecilia Nathan.
Cecilia Nathan glanced at Selina Nathan, her brow furrowing slightly.
"I don’t know her."
And she truly didn’t.
But as Cecilia watched, she felt the young woman looked somewhat familiar.
She seemed to be one of the girls her father had sponsored.
Her father sponsored both young men and women, and she rarely had the chance to meet them.
"Miss Nathan, welcome to our home." Frances Bennett warmly grasped Sharon Quincy’s hand. "I was afraid you wouldn’t be able to make it. I can’t believe you’ve given us such an honor."
Seeing Frances Bennett’s cordial manner, Sharon Quincy stiffened. Wave after wave of shock crashed through her.
Frances Bennett... this was someone she often saw on the news.
She had already taken in her surroundings the moment she walked in.
The world of the wealthy was just too extravagant.
Thinking of her new identity, Sharon Quincy straightened her posture.
She was a rich person now, too.
Her sponsor, Linden Nathan, had asked her to "play" his daughter, Selina Nathan, and she had agreed without a second thought.
Even if she couldn’t be the real "Selina Nathan," just being her for one day was a great opportunity to expand her network.
She never imagined that being "Selina Nathan" would be this wonderful. Even famous entrepreneurs she saw on TV were bowing and scraping before her.
Sharon Quincy’s heart was pounding.
At that, a strange thought took root in Sharon Quincy’s mind.
’If only I could be Selina Nathan forever.’
The thought appeared so suddenly it startled her.
She slowly pulled her hand from Frances Bennett’s grasp. "Since you invited me, of course I had to come."
There was another reason she had been willing to come tonight. She wanted to see her idol—or rather, the man she had a crush on.
With that in mind, her eyes quickly scanned the crowd. When she saw the face that matched the one she’d seen online, Sharon Quincy’s cheeks instantly flushed red.
Damian Hawthorne was leaning against a tree, smoking a cigarette. He had taken off his suit jacket, and his dress shirt was slightly wrinkled, but he was no less charismatic for it.
The tie around his neck was loosened, giving him an air that was both handsome and roguish, with an added touch of nonchalance.
Sensing Sharon Quincy’s gaze, Damian Hawthorne glanced over, his brown eyes calm and indifferent.
His gaze made Sharon Quincy’s heart hammer in her chest.
The real Damian Hawthorne was even more handsome than she had imagined.
This subtle exchange did not escape Frances Bennett’s notice.
’Could Selina Nathan have come here for Damian?’
She knew her son. Although Damian’s reputation wasn’t the best, he was absolutely magnetic to women.
These past few years, if it hadn’t been for the rampant rumors about Cecilia Nathan and Damian, who knows how many women would have been throwing themselves at him.
If Selina Nathan really did like Damian, then her dream was about to come true.
Serena Hughes had also been watching Sharon Quincy closely. When she saw her staring at Damian Hawthorne, she began to seethe.
She picked up a glass of wine and strode over with a haughty air. "Miss Nathan..."
Serena Hughes raised her glass to her. Her movements were poised, carrying the distinct air of a wealthy heiress.
Her grandmother had recently hired a private etiquette coach to teach her how to carry herself with grace in every movement.
Sharon Quincy glanced at her. "And who are you?"
Though she feigned innocence, Serena Hughes could clearly hear the mockery in her tone.
Serena Hughes didn’t believe it. ’She knows who Damian Hawthorne is, so how could she not know who I am?’
After all, she was the one at the center of the most intense rumors involving Damian Hawthorne recently.
"It’s perfectly normal for Miss Nathan not to know who I am. In that case, allow me to introduce myself." Serena Hughes curled her lips into a smug smile. "I’m Serena Hughes, the star of the recent ’proposal incident.’"
She put heavy emphasis on the words "proposal incident."
Damian Hawthorne had forbidden her from speaking about the matter publicly, but she could still bend the rules.
Sure enough, the young woman’s expression immediately soured.
Of course, Sharon Quincy knew who Serena Hughes was.
But she didn’t care in the slightest.
She was "Selina Nathan" now. She had no reason to fear an obscure nobody like Serena Hughes.
Before she could respond, Frances Bennett immediately stepped in to smooth things over. "The gala is about to begin. Shall we head inside?"
After speaking, she shot a cool glance at Serena Hughes.
If Selina Nathan was interested in Damian, then she would have no choice but to give up on Serena Hughes.
After all, when it came to a family alliance through marriage, the stronger the connection, the better.
And the Nathan family was more than just a little stronger than the Sinclair family.
At this thought, Frances Bennett sighed softly.
If the Hawthorne family hadn’t been nearly devoured in the past, she wouldn’t have to be so pragmatic.
Sharon Quincy decided to humor Frances Bennett. She didn’t continue the conversation with Serena Hughes, but simply smiled and walked off in another direction.
Her pace was quick, and she soon stood before Damian Hawthorne.
"Hello, Mr. Hawthorne. My name is Selina Nathan."
Sharon Quincy boldly extended her hand, her eyes fixed on Damian Hawthorne.
Her gesture was forward, and her eyes held unconcealed adoration.
Seeing this, Cecilia Nathan’s brow furrowed slightly.
