The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 232: Face Slap [6]_1

Cindy Lawrence thought he was protecting Nathalie Quinlan, and she was so angry that her whole body trembled. She lashed out at him, "If it wasn’t deliberate, who was it? Didn’t you hear? I just say one thing and she comes back with another. It doesn’t look like she’s good-natured at all."

"She knew today was an important day for our family and yet she shows up at Waterfront Pavilion. I bet she did it on purpose to ruin the event!"

Justin Wafford couldn’t stand it anymore and couldn’t help but speak out, "Waterfront Pavilion is a place to eat. If you can come, why can’t we?"

"And who might you be?" Cindy Lawrence glanced at him with the same contempt and confidently said, "Whether she came here for a free meal or not, I know better than you. There’s no need for you to chime in!"

This person was completely unreasonable.

Just as Justin Wafford was about to speak

Nathalie Quinlan pulled him back, and when she looked at Cindy Lawrence again, she already looked impatient with a hoarse voice, "Didn’t Ghania tell you why I am here?"

She had thought Ghania had already explained.

"Ghania?" Cindy Lawrence turned to look at her well-behaved granddaughter, thinking Ghania had invited her out of soft-heartedness. She said with impatience, "That’s just because Ghania is beautiful and kind-hearted, and still thinks of you as part of our family. Her invitation doesn’t matter. You’re not welcome here, let’s go!"

"Huh."

Nathalie Quinlan couldn’t help but laugh.

It seemed she really thought the name ’Quinlan’ was written on Waterfront and only they had the right to be here.

"Who told you I was invited here by Ghania?"

It was then Ghania, with a burn on her face, grabbing her grandmother’s arm and whispering so that only a few could hear,

"Grandma, she’s here to eat as well."

She had been too busy getting her hair done and applying face masks yesterday to tell her family about school matters, and she also didn’t mention that Nathalie Quinlan would be here today hosting her own meal.

Now that she had lost face, she anxiously said, "Her... dad is making up for her birthday and made a last-minute reservation outside at Waterfront Pavilion."

Outside, not a private room!

And another key point, it was last-minute!

Jhovany Sullivan almost couldn’t hold back from tearing her mouth apart, disgusted at how words turned so vile when they came out of her mouth.

Was Ghania’s mouth blessed in a bathroom?

Cindy Lawrence was still skeptical and asked suspiciously, "It wasn’t you who invited her?"

Ghania thought to herself that she obviously would not have invited Nathalie, but put on a gentle appearance, looked at Nathalie regretfully, and shook her head, "No."

"Grandma, she must be waiting for someone too. Let’s go back," she said softly, fearing Cindy Lawrence wouldn’t agree to leave.

She whispered even more quietly, "...there are reporters watching."

Nathalie Quinlan was truly striking.

Several reporters had noticed them and seemed to have taken a few photos with their cameras.

Ghania was supposed to be the star of the day, eager to get away. She tugged at Cindy Lawrence while sweetly calling out in a doting tone, "Grandma."

Cindy Lawrence truly loathed Nathalie Quinlan. Even after confirming Nathalie wasn’t invited by Ghania and that she was simply eating here,

her face still filled with disgust, she spoke with her brows furrowed, "Hmm, fine. But she’s nothing but a pale imitation! I’m curious to see what special thing she thinks she’ll achieve by intentionally coming here to eat today!"

Nathalie Quinlan stood there casually, her eyes fierce, and shot back directly, "Alright, you watch."

She indeed planned to make a spectacle!

Nathalie Quinlan faced off against the entire Quinlan Family alone, and it seemed like they had no way to handle her. Annoyed, they walked away crookedly.

Justin Wafford and Jhovany Sullivan looked at the unruly girl in front of them with admiration and couldn’t help but give her a thumbs up, "Nathalie, that was tough!"