"What?" Audrick Zachmann didn’t catch on, holding his milk tea, scratching his ear with a puzzled look, "I didn’t notice. Is that shop having a promotion today?"
Nathalie Quinlan looked at his deanor, silently stretched out her hand, took the milk tea he handed over, and really couldn’t drink anymore.
She pursed her lips and said, "I’ll drink it later."
Jhovany Sullivan watched the two interact so familiarly and suddenly thought of Ghania Quinlan.
She rembered that Ghania Quinlan had once posted a Mont on social dia saying Audrick Zachmann had a crush on her.
Her fans even had the gall to say she was Audrick Zachmann’s ideal type.
Audrick Zachmann is Nathalie’s brother, so he couldn’t possibly like Ghania Quinlan, so why is Ghania Quinlan taking it seriously?
And shalessly adding her own drama to it?
...
On the other hand, the Quinlan family felt very cold inside, they didn’t even want to eat, just wanting to go back and properly digest the news.
Who knew they would receive a phone call from Cindy Lawrence, saying she was inviting Adelia Tucker for a al at Waterfront Pavilion and asking them to co over.
They could only bear the burning discomfort in their chests and hurriedly made their way to Waterfront Pavilion.
Cindy Lawrence this ti had booked a private room at Waterfront Pavilion.
She specially invited her friends over, half to catch up on old tis, half to take the opportunity to curry favor for her granddaughter to get so support from her friends in the future.
The news of today had not spread yet.
Adelia Tucker was still unaware of the incident that had happened at No. 1 Middle School that morning.
Being a smart person, she was very clear about Cindy Lawrence’s intentions, and she wasn’t planning on helping an outsider too much.
But seeing that Ghania Quinlan and the granddaughter reclaid by the Zachmann Family were of the sa age, sweet and obedient, and thinking that they were also students at the sa school, she inexplicably changed her mind and hesitated whether she should give her a hand.
Not for anything else, just to get even.
Last ti, she had personally approached that girl to plead, but the child didn’t give her any face.
As an elder, she really had nowhere to put her old face!
But to support Ghania Quinlan in so way was equivalent to tearing face with the Zachmann Family, and Adelia Tucker hesitated whether it was necessary.
After three rounds of drinks.
She was a bit dizzy from all the complints from the Quinlan family, so she stood up and said to the people in the private room, "Cindy, I’m going to wash my hands."
Cindy Lawrence was relying on her to pull Ghania Quinlan up a notch, bringing the Quinlans with her into the upper circle, and upon hearing this she nodded, "Alright, go ahead."
Adelia Tucker got up.
"Grandma, I’ll accompany you," Enrico Tucker imdiately followed, saying, "I’ve been wanting to wash my hands too."
Having accompanied his grandmother for the day, he was already sick of the flattering atmosphere in the private room, and on top of that, that girl kept giving him glances from ti to ti which seed simply out of curiosity, but he always felt her behavior was sowhat frivolous.
Adelia Tucker knew her grandson’s character well, and without making it noticeable she glanced over at Ghania Quinlan, furrowed her brows, knowing he was annoyed, and then opened her mouth to say, "Alright. Let’s go together."
The washroom was at the end of the corridor.
As Enrico Tucker left the private room and breathed in the fresh air outside, he couldn’t help but complain to her, "Grandma, you know perfectly well what the Quinlans are scheming, so why are you still coming to dine with them?"
In a place like McKinney, there were many who, like the Quinlan family, had money but no substance and wanted to cling to their family, hoping to elevate their social status by association.
The Quinlan family had nothing to show for themselves apart from backing from Pinecone Group.
Even their so-called prized Ghania Quinlan, he found her rely passable!
On the contrary, she was nothing compared to the girl he bumped into at the mall that day.
Cold, impatient, and also quite rogue-like.
Full of spirit.
In comparison, he did not have a good impression of Ghania Quinlan and her delicate Second Generation Rich airs.
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