The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 233: Chapter 233: Nathalie’s Disguise Is Coming Off_1

Only Freddy Cagwin understood the Quinlan family’s temperament and couldn’t help feeling anxious, ”Ghania Quinlan and the others wouldn’t seek revenge, would they?”

The Quinlan family members seemed amiable, one more than the next, but in reality, they were colder and more calculating than the last; he worried about Nathalie Quinlan.

The person he worried about was oblivious, her dark eyelashes giving off a lurking fierce energy as she said nonchalantly, ”I’m waiting for them to take revenge.”

Freddy Cagwin: ”...”

After Nathalie Quinlan finished speaking, her phone began to vibrate in her pocket.

She took out her phone and glanced down at it.

It was a message from Silvania Ingram.

[Mrs. Ingram: Nathalie, I’ve set off. Have you arrived yet?]

Nathalie Quinlan’s eyes carried a trace of laziness and a looking-down-her-nose sort of crimson as she swiftly typed on her phone.

[NQ: I’m waiting for you at the entrance.]

Silvania Ingram replied instantly.

[Mrs. Ingram: Okay.]

Nathalie Quinlan then put her phone away and glanced in the direction of the main entrance.

Ghania Quinlan and the others had already helped Cindy Lawrence back, her face color ashen, seemingly still fuming with anger.

Indeed, she had not been mistaken.

Cindy Lawrence was indeed furious with her.

Ghania Quinlan had escorted her back, yet Cindy clenched the walking stick in her hand and cursed with venomous anger, ”Look at that Nathalie Quinlan, look what she’s become now. Truly, if it’s not from our family’s seed, it’s not from our family, our family has never produced such a freak like her!”

That Nathalie Quinlan was like a wolf cub!

Just by looking at her, she almost felt like she was going to be devoured.

She was nearly of the age where half her body has gone to soil, yet she found herself startled by the gaze of a little hussy just now!

Cindy Lawrence couldn’t take out her anger on Nathalie Quinlan and didn’t have the heart to vent on her son or granddaughter either, leaving no option but to unleash it on Emilia Sullivan.

With a furrowed brow, she burst out, ”Look at her, practically overturning the heavens! I don’t know how you managed to raise her.”

Caught off guard by the scolding, Emilia Sullivan couldn’t save face and, with her cheeks flushed from the rush, retorted, ”She wasn’t like this at home before, maybe she ate explosives today.”

Jeff Quinlan had also seen the cold look Nathalie Quinlan gave them just now, a coldness he had never witnessed in her before.

It was shockingly chilling.

Feeling uneasy, he called over the two women of the family, ”Alright, it’s a day for celebration, and reporters are still around.”

Ghania was not feeling great either, but seeing the reporters, she took Cindy Lawrence’s arm and with a faint smile, softly said, ”Grandma, let her wait there if she wants, she’s only waiting for her dad and brother. Don’t forget, we’ve also invited the likes of the guests she is waiting for, she can’t cause any trouble.”

Nathalie Quinlan knows Audrick Zachmann, so what?

He’s just a star, who doesn’t know a few people?

Ghania looked down on it all in her heart, all the while gently coaxing Cindy Lawrence.

”Don’t be angry, the doctor told you to watch your blood pressure, to get less angry, your health is important...”

Cindy Lawrence’s heart still favored her granddaughter, and after being cajoled with Ghania’s soft and sticky words for a while, she felt a bit better, no longer looking towards Nathalie Quinlan, as if there was no one there.

...

It was nearly noon.

The guests invited by the Quinlan family arrived one after another.

As hosts, the Quinlan family naturally had to greet each arriving guest at the entrance.

From a distance, Nathalie Quinlan and Jhovany Sullivan could hear Jeff Quinlan endlessly welcoming the visitors.

”Ah, Mr. Denio, sorry to have missed welcoming you from afar, please come in, please.”

”Mr. Eden, have you arrived? Come in quickly.”

”Mrs. Foster, we’re deeply grateful for you taking the time to come here, this is my daughter Ghania, please come in.”

Ghania also helped to greet the guests.

She usually just followed Jeff Quinlan, smiling with pride, sweetly addressing each as uncle or auntie.