The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 1194: Mr. Wilmar’s Funeral Date Has Been Set
She thought it was a message from Jhovany and the others, asking when she would finish, so she picked up the phone and looked at the message in front of Emilia and Cindy.
It turned out the sender wasn’t Jhovany and the others.
It was Lowie.
Lowie’s message was simple, betraying his bad mood—[My grandpa’s funeral is set for the day after tomorrow, at 9:30 a.m., at the Wilmar Family home. Do you have time to come?]
Mr. Wilmar’s funeral has been set?
Nathalie had already forgotten Cindy and Emilia, thinking of Mr. Wilmar, she pursed her lips, her cold white fingers tapping the WhatsApp editor.
[NQ: I have time, I’ll be there on time.]
Nathalie saw the message was sent successfully, then put her phone down.
Her mood was no longer as good as before.
Looking again at Cindy and Emilia who were still pestering her, she felt less patient, merely glanced at them before grabbing her backpack from the seat to leave: "Do you think I care about my reputation? Anyway, my reputation is just like that, not going to get better. If you want to make a fuss at Tsinghua, go ahead, no need to notify me again."
Cindy and Emilia’s hearts sank together.
By saying this, Nathalie was clearly refusing to cooperate.
Emilia was still unwilling to give up and reached out to grab her: "Nathalie."
The girl dodged her hand agilely and looked at her coldly, succinctly yet without saving face: "Mrs. Quinlan, you don’t have to force yourself like this. We were very clear when I left the Quinlan Family that from the moment I walked out the door, we’re strangers. I don’t take advantage of the Quinlan Family, and you act like you don’t know me."
These words were from Emilia herself.
Her original words at the time were even harsher. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚
She said: "Nathalie, now that you’ve found your birth parents, we’re not related anymore. When you return to Hillwood, you won’t be connected to the Quinlan Family. You don’t have to say outside that you’re my daughter, I won’t sponsor you anymore. Of course, if you do well in the future and make something of yourself, I won’t take advantage of you. Let’s part ways amicably, as if we never knew each other."
She said it gleefully at the time!
That was because she thought Nathalie’s biological parents were just poor teachers in Hillwood.
A daughter from an ordinary family with no background, what future could she have? Merely getting into a good university, finding a decent job in the future.
Could she compare to Ghania, who had a family background and an elite boyfriend from a prestigious household?
Moreover, Nathalie’s grades were mediocre at the time, let alone a good university, even getting into university was questionable.
She could never have imagined that one day their statuses would reverse, making them insignificant, while the person they dismissed as a mere blood donor would transform into someone beyond their reach.
How fate is so ironic!
"I." Emilia still wanted to refute, but she felt extremely uncomfortable, her heart like being stirred by a knife, not wanting to bow down, yet for Ghania, she had to grovel.
"I always remember what Mrs. Quinlan said to me at the time. I never intended to take advantage of the Quinlan Family, and similarly, I hope you remember what you said to me, that once we walked out of that door, we’re strangers. Please refrain from calling me ’Mom’ or ’Grandma’ in front of me in the future. It’s pointless, you probably find it awkward to say too."
The girl’s voice was light and casual, simply stating facts without a hint of sarcasm.
