In the last sentence, Ghania Quinlan emphasized with an unusually heavy tone, her lowered eyelashes trembled, making it unclear whether she was speaking to Emilia Sullivan or to herself.
Emilia Sullivan was probably intimidated by her tone and didn’t dare to continue the topic. Instead, they chatted about studying abroad, with Ghania Quinlan answering each question.
Finally, Emilia Sullivan hung up the phone.
As soon as Emilia Sullivan’s call ended, the gentle expression on Ghania Quinlan’s face gradually tightened, becoming cold and tough.
Outside the door, a servant of the Sullivan Family knocked and told her that Myles Sullivan asked her to co downstairs.
Ghania Quinlan simply responded with a word, saying she would be down shortly.
When the footsteps of the servant outside gradually faded, she did not rush downstairs. Instead, she walked to her desk, pulled out a chair, and leisurely opened the pink laptop on her desk.
The computer page was still on the McKinney No. 1 Middle School forum.
However, she received a new ssage notification in the background — "Hello, your content has been deleted."
Ghania Quinlan’s eyes grew colder, her arms crossed, leisurely watching the ssage notification on her background, and she snorted coldly, not at all surprised.
She never thought the McKinney No. 1 Middle School forum would keep her post undeleted.
Her purpose wasn’t for the forum not to delete her post, on the contrary, she was eager for them to delete her original post.
Ghania Quinlan leisurely logged into Twitter.
Ever since being accused of plagiarism by Lighten Chaser, her Twitter often received various insults, and this ti was no different.
Upon logging in, she was bombarded with 99 new ntions and private ssages, which she did not look at.
She directly searched for Nathalie Quinlan’s na.
Among a heap of tweets, sure enough, she found a tweet at the bottom with a screenshot of the leaked news post from the middle school forum, the ID likely belonged to a student, who after posting their own screenshots, tweeted asking: Is this referring to senior Nathalie Quinlan?
She curled her lips, her eyes gleaming with mockery. She was in no rush; instead, she sat on the chair, opened the screenshot, and savored the content one more ti before purchasing a marketing account through an overseas domain to follow up.
Before shutting down her Laptop and going downstairs, Ghania Quinlan inadvertently saw a new hot search on the hot search list.
#Sherly Iversen Kicked Out of SEVEN Show Midway#
Her fingers paused for a second, thinking about who Sherly Iversen was. Once she rembered that the other party was a budding celebrity in the entertainnt circle, she lost much interest.
Especially considering SEVEN is backed by the Pinecone Group, and the relationship between Pinecone Group’s boss, Silvania Ingram, and Nathalie Quinlan, she just felt disgusted by the hot search in front of her.
She didn’t click to view more.
She simply shut down the Laptop.
After calming her emotions, she cheerfully descended the stairs to discuss studying abroad with Myles Sullivan and Ivy Wilmar.
Her studying abroad was already a foregone conclusion, her departing this ti, Steven had put in a lot of effort, smoothly pulling strings to secure her a spot at Curtis Music Academy.
Curtis Music Academy itself belongs to a highly professional Hall of Fa Music Academy in the music industry. Studying there would be no less prestigious than at Tsinghua University.
Moreover, the academy is her teacher’s territory. It would enable her to connect more with the circles outside Beijing, and once she makes a na for herself abroad, she does not believe she couldn’t break into Beijing’s circles upon her return.
Ghania Quinlan’s eyes darkened, her fingers unconsciously tightening.
If possible, she certainly wouldn’t want to leave her holand to pursue opportunities elsewhere, but staying in Beijing, she would be suffocated under Nathalie Quinlan’s shadow.
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