She had won an award this ti, one that was recognized and highly regarded within the upper circle, and she was the talk of the town in McKinney.
Many people looked at her with curious eyes.
So also ntioned how she had won second place in a top-tier piano competition, praising Jeff Quinlan for knowing how to raise children, children who were both beautiful and outstanding.
Soon.
The person Ghania Quinlan had ntioned to Cindy Lawrence, capable of rivaling Audrick Zachmann, had arrived.
A red nanny van pulled up outside the Waterfront Pavilion.
The reporters who had been waiting for half a day were growing impatient.
Seeing this car, their eyes finally lit up.
Soone spoke in a hushed voice, "Isn’t that movie star Lanita’s car?"
"Seems like it, I’m not mistaken, right?"
"Did the Quinlan Family invite Lanita over?"
So reporters started to get restless.
All kinds of caras pointed at the entrance.
Class B students trailing behind Ghania also heard it, and Olivia Barness was the first to speak, barely containing her excitent as she lowered her voice.
"I heard them talking about Lanita, oh my god, could it be the Lanita who starred in ’Yaln Kingdom’?"
"Are you talking about that movie star?"
"Yeah." Olivia Barness couldn’t help but ask Ghania, "Ghania, did your family invite Lanita to your birthday celebration?"
So what if Nathalie Quinlan had a top star brother, this was Lanita.
The genuine White Horse movie star!
At that mont, the person in the car stepped out.
An exquisite makeup look, also dressed in an evening gown, with a figure that stood out from the rest, imdiately attracted countless flashes of caras.
If it wasn’t Lanita, then who could it be.
"It’s really Lanita. Snap pictures quickly."
The reporters acted upon the buzz, imdiately turning all caras towards the person alighting from the car.
Ghania Quinlan hurried over to greet her, "Sister Lanita."
That day, after she parted ways with Nathalie, she’d been worried Nathalie would outshine her at the birthday party with the help of Audrick, so she got in touch with Lanita.
She had gotten to know Lanita at a dinner party because Lanita’s award-winning work, ’Yaln Kingdom’, was financed by Pinecone Group, and the Quinlan Family’s real estate was famously ’extraordinary’ in its relationship with Pinecone Group. Thus, she had easily added Lanita on WhatsApp.
"Ms. Quinlan, happy birthday," Lanita said as she presented her gift, a handbag brought back from overseas.
Ghania recognized the handbag; it was the sa brand that her mother carried, worth at least a hundred thousand.
Her eyes lit up, but she maintained her composure, politely thanking Lanita, "Thank you, Sister Lanita."
"What’s all this thanks between us? If anyone should be grateful, it should be thanking you."
It was known in McKinney’s upper circles that Pinecone Group had suddenly stopped giving face to the Quinlan Family’s real estate business.
But Lanita was neither in the finance industry nor in the country, as she had been filming a variety show. She had just returned, so she was unaware of this developnt.
She thought she was tactfully holding onto the coattails of capital.
Her generosity was extre.
She even gave face by posing with Ghania for several photos with the reporters.
"Where is the sister that you ntioned chose to dine in the sa place as you on purpose?" Lanita rembered the ssage Ghania had sent her and asked in a low voice.
Ghania glanced in Nathalie’s direction and explained with an appearance of graceful magnanimity, "I didn’t say she did it on purpose. It’s just that my parents had prepared for today’s birthday party for so long, and I didn’t want their effort to be wasted..."
Look at that, so gentle.
So kind.
I didn’t an it, everyone else is trying to hurt ; ask , and I’m innocent!
Lanita wasn’t convinced at heart, thinking these wealthy and beautiful girls were even more pretentious than the female stars in the circle, but her face showed a knowing smile. The two had exchanged only a few words.
Three cars arrived at Waterfront Pavilion simultaneously.
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