The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 223: Chapter 223: Can’t Eat Without Disgusting Someone for a Day_1

She said this and then darted away quickly.

Not leaving Ghania Quinlan any chance to act as a third wheel.

Ghania Quinlan was left standing there, dumbfounded and confused.

”No. 1 Middle School allows outsiders to pick up students?” Otherwise, why would Jhovany Sullivan say she wouldn’t tell the teacher?

Things that Nathalie Quinlan couldn’t figure out, she generally didn’t bother thinking about. Clearing her head of confusion, she grabbed her phone and left the school.

At this moment, it was the peak time when students were let out of school, and the school gate was crowded with parents’ cars. Nathalie spotted the Phaeton parked on the opposite side of the road.

She was just about to walk over.

Suddenly, a voice called out to her.

”Sister.”

That voice...

Nathalie Quinlan’s brows furrowed, and her eyes quickly grew cold. Sure enough, she saw Ghania Quinlan, tiptoeing and walking briskly toward her.

Today, she was wearing a JK uniform, its bright red color was flamboyant and youthful. Her black hair hung straight and long, tied into a ponytail with a color-matched butterfly knot.

The ponytail swayed from side to side with her movement, looking innocent and alluring at the same time.

Ghania Quinlan was extremely good at showcasing herself through her wardrobe. She wasn’t tall, so her legs weren’t as long as Nathalie’s. Naturally, their shape was so stunning that no embellishment was needed to dazzle others.

Ghania Quinlan’s legs actually weren’t very straight, and she knew her own flaws well. Since she was young, she had taken up ballet to improve her posture. Besides dance, she was also very conscious of this aspect in her daily life, rarely wearing figure-hugging jeans or short skirts that showed off her legs...

Yet today, she was wearing a short skirt, and overall, it didn’t look too bad.

Nathalie Quinlan squinted her eyes, noticing her little tricks.

She must have had the hem of her skirt shortened; what should have been just above the knee was transformed into a length that ended at the top of her thighs, visually elongating her leg line.

Then Ghania Quinlan paired it with a pair of white knee socks, which effectively modified the imperfections of her leg shape.

Nathalie Quinlan curled her lips into a slightly wild smile.

However, Ghania didn’t seem to know what was wrong with her head today; if she was going to wear a JK uniform, why opt for a bright red one?

Truth be told, her skin wasn’t pale enough for such a skin tone-picky color; Ghania Quinlan’s slightly yellowish skin tone really couldn’t handle it.

How to put it, like the ugly duckling trying to imitate the swan!

Within moments, Ghania Quinlan had already approached her, biting her lips weakly, once again looking pitifully endearing, calling out, ”Sister.”

”...”

Could she not go a single day without being nauseating? Nathalie’s brows knitted tightly, her good mood for the day successfully soured!

Ghania Quinlan didn’t find herself disgusting, and with an overly positive self-perception, she said softly, ”I heard you’re also going to have a birthday?”

”Didn’t your birthday already pass? Why suddenly have another one?”

She acted as if she were so familiar with Nathalie, who felt disgusted beyond words. Nathalie’s dark pupils gave her a glance, cold and irritable, ”What’s it to you?”

That was quite impolite, standing at the school’s entrance—many students from No. 1 Middle School could see them. Ghania Quinlan’s face slightly paled, she fiddled with her fingers, and with a downcast gaze, she said regretfully, ”I didn’t mean any harm. I actually wanted to invite you to my birthday party... Mom and Dad booked a spot for me at the Waterfront Pavilion, the biggest hall they have. Since you’re also in McKinney, I thought maybe if you had the time you could come.”

After finishing, she lifted her lashes, her eyes brimming and compelling, ”By the way, sister, where are you celebrating your birthday? It’s not at Waterfront Pavilion as well, is it?”