The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 87: Chapter 87: Directly Drag into Blacklist (Extra for Votes)_1

Ghania Quinlan’s charming face showed a somewhat strained expression as she squeezed out an awkward smile and gently said, ”Sis probably didn’t have her phone with her, so she didn’t pick up.”

In fact, only she knew that Nathalie Quinlan wasn’t just missing her calls, she was hanging up every time she called.

Ghania Quinlan pinched the palm of her hand, unwilling to see Gabriella Cagwin looking at herself with disappointment and forcibly said, ”It’s fine, Ms. Cagwin, I’ll send her a text, she will definitely reply to me when she sees it.”

Jane Bailey muttered dissatisfiedly beside her, ”She always has so many issues.”

Ghania Quinlan calmed her nerves and lowered her gaze to send a text message to Nathalie Quinlan—

Shortly after, Nathalie Quinlan received a text message from Ghania Quinlan.

Ghania: Sis, Ms. Cagwin is our class teacher after all, and she’s also a distinguished teacher at the school. Could you please tell her not to apologize to you?

Ghania: Ms. Cagwin didn’t even go to school to teach today, it’s difficult for her to say this herself, only if you step forward can this problem be perfectly resolved. She didn’t mean to belittle you; it was your previous grades that caused the misunderstanding.

Ghania: You’ve already won, there’s no need to force her to bow down to you. She is a school teacher, and you are a student, where is the logic in a teacher apologizing to a student? You’re going to study at No. 1 Middle School in the future, and Ms. Cagwin hasn’t caused you any loss, just help her talk to the school and say you don’t want her apology.

Nathalie Quinlan crossed her legs and stared at her phone as one text after another from Ghania Quinlan arrived, a sarcastic expression curling at her lips.

If Class B had won, would Ghania Quinlan still be so ’magnanimous’ to help her persuade Gabriella Cagwin?

The answer seemed imminent.

Nathalie Quinlan, with eyes cold and dark, sent a message back to her, then dragged Ghania Quinlan’s contact into the phone’s blacklist, tossed the phone aside without looking at it any further, and turned to do her own things.

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Meanwhile, Ghania Quinlan quickly got a reply.

The phone pinged, and she thought she had succeeded, lifting the corners of her mouth with a proud glint in her eyes as she opened the new message from Nathalie Quinlan.

When she saw clearly what Nathalie Quinlan had replied, her face turned abruptly from pale to a red-tinged white!

”Ghania, did Nathalie reply to your message?” Jane Bailey, sitting beside her, happened to see it and leaned over to look.

Angered to the point of shaking, Ghania Quinlan didn’t manage to hide her phone in time, and Jane got a clear view.

Jane Bailey, being rather oblivious, not only looked at the message but also had the unfortunate timing to read out Nathalie’s reply aloud.

”Notre-Dame de Paris burned down, so you have no home to go back to?” (The Lady has no home to return to)

Jane Bailey scratched her head, not catching the implication, and asked with confusion, ”What does this mean?”

With her face flushed red, Ghania Quinlan felt like dying inside and had no interest in entertaining her question; she stood up and said to Ms. Cagwin, ”Ms. Cagwin, I’ll give her another phone call.”

She dialed right away, only to hear a sweet female voice from the phone, ”Sorry, the user you are trying to reach has refused to take your call.”

Ghania Quinlan wasn’t a fool; she clenched her phone instantly, almost drawing blood from her flesh with her nails.

Nathalie Quinlan had blacklisted her!

Seeing the color draining from her face, Jane Bailey felt both pity and fury as she gritted her teeth and said angrily, ”Nathalie Quinlan is too much!”

Does she really think she can do whatever she wants at No. 1 Middle School!

Last time as well as this time, she just has to be taught a lesson!