The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 229: Face Slap【3】_1

Jhovany Sullivan, a girl herself, couldn’t help but feel her cheeks flush and her heart race, whispering to her, "Um, Nathalie, may I make a small suggestion? Next time you speak, could you try not to smile..."

"Hmm?" Nathalie Quinlan was in a good mood, and the corners of her lips seemed to be perpetually turned up.

Yeesh.

In her heart, Jhovany muttered a prayer to the Holy Mary, all the while burdened with a sense of guilt.

Audrick Zachmann, my little guy, I’m so sorry. Mommy’s about to turn your sister gay. Son, are you missing a daddy?

I can be!

...

Meanwhile, a sapphire blue Ferrari stopped at the entrance of Waterfront Pavilion.

The driver opened the door for her.

Emilia Sullivan was the first to emerge from the Ferrari, adorned in a silk purple evening gown today, with a diamond necklace glistening in the sunlight—a new bridal gift from Jeff Quinlan that she had only worn once at her wedding and had been kept in the family safe ever since. This was only the second time she was wearing it.

In her hand, she carried the latest platinum bag from Bvlgari, a piece worth at least a hundred thousand or more.

With designer bags and diamonds, she exuded an air of arrogance, as if she were above everyone else.

"Ghania, be careful when you get out of the car, don’t hit your head."

Ghania Quinlan followed her out of the car.

Today, Ghania hadn’t dressed too extravagantly, mainly because the embarrassment at the school made her realize that her looks and figure couldn’t support overly complicated clothes.

So she had learned her lesson and kept it simple, wearing a light green strapless fairy dress that revealed her snow-white shoulders. Her raven hair was styled into lazy, large waves that gently rested on her shoulders.

Unable to make a statement with her clothes, Ghania was not willing to overlook other aspects.

This time, she had focused her attention on her earrings.

She had deliberately matched a set of tassel earrings with a full sense of design—the left ear sporting a cute pentagram stud, with the highlight on the right side, where her right ear displayed a tassel design that moved as she did.

Even more exquisitely, those tassels were made of little crushed diamonds.

Iridescent.

Stunningly beautiful.

They instantly drew attention away from the less defined structure of her facial features, prompting onlookers to focus on her somewhat slender neck instead.

As she exited the car, Olivia Barness couldn’t help but exclaim, "Ghania, your earrings are so beautiful! They’re stunning. I’ve never seen such gorgeous earrings."

Ghania, upon hearing this, was a bit displeased. What is this—her earrings are beautiful, so she’s not? However, she didn’t voice this and merely smiled reservedly, replying, "Thank you."

Olivia, lacking tact, leaned in and asked, "What brand are they? They must be really expensive, right?"

A touch of mockery swept across Ghania’s eyes as she covered her red lips with a hand, smiling faintly, "It’s alright, not particularly expensive."

Not expensive, my foot!

"They’re from Seven, and this is a piece by Seven’s chief designer, S, called ’Iridescent.’" She caressed her earlobe, basking in admiration, "I’ve always loved his designs, and I never expected to actually be able to buy one."

In fact, ’Iridescent’ was one of S’s early works.

Those who know diamonds are aware that S’s early design style was more flamboyant, and as time went on, his style matured and became more understated.

That is why collectors especially cherish S’s latter works, not valuing his earlier ones as highly.

It was for this reason that Ghania was able to negotiate on a secondhand website and purchase ’Iridescent’ at a high price.