Ignored When Chasing: Why Cry After I Got Engaged-Chapter 63: Give Me Back My Things

The only people who could attend the banquet and discreetly make off with her phone were the Nathan family’s bodyguards.

Her father had told her that the family’s bodyguards could do more than just protect people; they were even capable of killing.

’Looks like I need to go have a chat with that lovestruck fool who’s impersonating me.’

Meanwhile, Sharon Quincy was in a corner of the banquet hall.

A bodyguard respectfully handed her the phone.

By the time Sharon Quincy took the phone, it was already unlocked.

She gave the bodyguard an appreciative look. "Not bad."

Sharon Quincy was scrolling through the phone, about to open Cecilia Nathan’s contact list, when a message popped up: "Eldest Miss, the person arranged by the Old Master has arrived."

’Eldest Miss, the Old Master?’

A name surfaced in Sharon Quincy’s mind.

But she quickly shook the suspicion from her head.

’Impossible. Cecilia Nathan can’t be Selina Nathan.’

She had been fawning over Damian Hawthorne for so long. As Linden Nathan’s daughter, he would never allow her to act that way.

’But she also has the surname Nathan. Could it really be such a coincidence?’

Sharon Quincy recalled Linden Nathan’s instructions.

He had told her not to casually reveal her identity to others and that the real Selina Nathan would come to find her on her own.

At this thought, Sharon Quincy’s heart gave a violent lurch.

She was about to look through more messages when she heard Serena Hughes’s voice. "Miss Selina Nathan..."

Serena Hughes walked up to her warmly. Flustered, Sharon Quincy shoved the phone under the sofa.

Serena Hughes glanced over and noticed the phone case looked a little familiar, but she didn’t give it much thought. She smiled and said, "I have something to tell you about Mr. Hawthorne. I wonder if Miss Nathan is interested?"

"What is it?" Although Sharon Quincy knew Serena Hughes had an ulterior motive, she still wanted to see what she was up to.

Besides, she was more than happy to learn more about Damian Hawthorne.

The day would come when her identity as "Selina Nathan" would be exposed, so she wanted to use this opportunity to latch onto someone powerful.

"Miss Nathan," Serena Hughes said, handing her a crystal glass filled with a blue-green beverage. "This drink is delicious. We can talk while we drink."

Looking at the beautiful drink, Sharon Quincy was tempted.

She didn’t know what the drink was made of, but its colors were vibrant. Something that looked like a crystal-clear jewel floated on the surface of the blue-green gradient.

Sharon Quincy came from a poor family and was usually frugal; she rarely even drank the milk tea that everyone else loved.

Now, seeing this drink, her lips parted slightly as her mouth began to water. Her appetite was instantly whetted.

She took the glass, feigning nonchalance, and drank it all in one go under Serena Hughes’s watchful gaze.

Seeing this, the corner of Serena Hughes’s mouth curled into a slight smirk.

Sharon Quincy might look like the Eldest Miss of the Nathan family, but in the details, she exuded an air of provincialism and insecurity.

Others might not notice such subtle details, but many of Sharon Quincy’s mannerisms were just like her own—it was an innate sense of inferiority.

Logically, Selina Nathan shouldn’t possess such a trait, but perhaps because she rarely attended these kinds of banquets, she seemed to lack confidence at every turn.

Serena Hughes led Sharon Quincy to a corner and said conspiratorially, "You probably know about Mr. Hawthorne actively pursuing me a while ago, right?"

"What are you trying to say?" Sharon Quincy narrowed her eyes, annoyed.

For some reason, there was always a hint of disdain in Serena Hughes’s eyes when she looked at her.

Her own family background wasn’t anything special, yet she looked at her with such an expression.

"Actually, Mr. Hawthorne has someone he can’t forget," Serena Hughes said, staring at her intently. "That person is his one true love."

"You’re not going to say that ’someone’ is you, are you?" Sharon Quincy laughed.

She didn’t think Damian Hawthorne would ever fall for someone like Serena Hughes, so from the beginning, she had never considered her a rival.

Serena Hughes simply smiled without saying a word.

Just then, Sharon Quincy felt a wave of dizziness and suddenly couldn’t see Serena Hughes’s face clearly. "You..."

Serena Hughes quickly steadied her. "Miss Nathan, Miss Nathan, are you all right?"

Then, feigning concern, Serena Hughes held onto her and said to the people beside her, "Take her to the lounge to rest."

The moment she finished speaking, two men stepped forward, supported Sharon Quincy, and started walking toward the back courtyard.

’Those two men were sent by her grandmother.’

’She didn’t know what they were for, but it definitely wasn’t anything good.’

’She hadn’t expected the Eldest Miss of the Nathan family to fall for the trap so quickly.’

Cecilia Nathan had also been keeping an eye on the events of the banquet. Seeing Sharon Quincy being led away by two men in black, she walked over, her expression unchanging. "Where are you taking her?"

Cecilia knew Serena Hughes was planning to make a move at the banquet.

If it had been anyone else, she would have let it slide, but this woman now represented the Nathan family’s every move.

Even if she wanted to teach the woman a lesson, she couldn’t let her get into trouble while using the "Selina Nathan" name.

When the two men saw Cecilia Nathan, they exchanged a look and said to her, "Miss Selina Nathan is drunk. Our miss asked us to help her to a room to rest."

"She brought her own bodyguards and a motorhome. She doesn’t need you to escort her." After speaking, Cecilia Nathan took hold of Sharon Quincy and gave her hand a hard squeeze.

Sharon Quincy groggily came to.

When she saw Cecilia Nathan and recalled the state she had just been in, Sharon Quincy broke out in a cold sweat.

"What are you trying to do?"

Terrified, Sharon Quincy stumbled back a few steps.

Her voice quickly attracted the attention of her bodyguards.

Soon, the men in black she had brought with her came over. "Eldest Miss!"

Shocked and afraid, Sharon Quincy looked at Cecilia Nathan. She recalled someone pinching her just now. ’Could it have been Cecilia?’

’No, Cecilia Nathan and Serena Hughes are in this together.’

Thus, Sharon Quincy glared viciously at Cecilia Nathan. "What did you and Serena Hughes give me? I’m telling you, if anything I consumed today harms my body, I’m not letting either of you off the hook!"

"What you ate has nothing to do with me," Cecilia Nathan said, her expression cold. "Whatever you ate, you ate it because you were greedy."

’She refused to believe that Serena Hughes would have been able to shove something into Sharon Quincy’s mouth if she hadn’t wanted to eat it.’

’Sharon Quincy fell for the trap only because she was stupid.’

At Cecilia Nathan’s words, the color drained from Sharon Quincy’s face, then flooded back in a flush of anger.

Cecilia Nathan was right; she had indeed been greedy.

She had already sampled some of the food at the banquet, and it was indeed delicious. The drink Serena Hughes was holding had been so beautiful that she couldn’t resist trying it, and once she started, she couldn’t stop.

"I was greedy?" Sharon Quincy sneered. "Don’t think I don’t know what you and Serena Hughes are plotting."

The Nathan family’s bodyguards had told her everything.

Serena Hughes and Cecilia Nathan were definitely in cahoots.

"I know you’re both jealous of me. After all, my family background is better than yours," Sharon Quincy said, lifting her chin arrogantly and looking down her nose at Cecilia. "But it can’t be helped. Your jealousy is useless. Be careful, or your attempts to harm others will only end up harming yourselves."

"I could say the same to you." Cecilia Nathan’s long lashes lifted. Her tone was calm, her eyes betraying no emotion. "Now then, Miss Nathan, when are you going to give me back my phone?"