NovelEnglishChapter 271 As expected of Quinn, very quickly after less than a minute of grief, she recomposed herself and went back to looking elegant and dignified again.
However, something was still off with her countenance, and her smile looked forced.
"Let's go home, Quinn!" I suggested, knowing she was only pretending to look calm.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Okay." She got up and walked out, her back tall and straight, though her footsteps were a little heavy. This news had cas a huge blow for her. No matter how hard she tried to pretend to be calm, it was not enough to hide the grief and disappointment within her.
Before we even managed to walk out the door, we were stopped in our tracks by the sight of a certain two people walking toward us.
Nancy and Matthew! The two of them, walking one in front of the other, were coming into the shop and bumped right into us.
When Nancy saw us, her smile immediately disappeared and she turned around to say to Matthew, "Son, let's go somewhere else. What rotten luck!" She sounded both bitter and harsh.
Looking at his phone, Matthew looked up and swept his gaze acrossand Quinn, frowning and nodding. "Sure!" The two were just about to turn around when the waiter went up to them and asked, “Are you here to have a cup of coffee? This way, please!" Nancy looked Quinn over with a disgusted expression and said in a high-pitched voice, "I was here to have a cup of coffee, but your coffee shop is so low-class for serving just about any Tom, Dick, and Harry who walks in. This place has been tainted, and I'm no longer interested in drinking coffee here." After saying that, she gave Quinn a purposeful stare, her intentions obvious.
She was so loud that she not only left the waiters stunned, but also turned the heads of the people around her. Ssaid in displeasure, "Who is this woman? She has a filthy mouth!" "You don't know her? She's the Nietzsches' daughter, the ex-wife of Zimmer Corporation's president. The mistress she's talking about is the eldest granddaughter of the Grants in Salt City. She married Marcus just two years ago." "Whoa, that's shocking! Marcus is over 60 years old now and this mistress looks like she's only a little over 30, right? She's a gentry's daughter and really rich, so why did she marry an old guy?" "Why else? She's doing it for the money, of course. One is in it for the money, while the other is in it to get the beautiful belle. Like-minded people like that will hit it off easily. His ex-wife isn't wrong, you know! That's how all men are. They go bad when they get rich!" "What if they're truly in love with each other? After all, the Grants are seen as a distinguished family in Salt City. I don't think she needed to beca mistress." "Nah! Only teenagers speak of true love. Adults don't fall in love, everything is about mutual interest!" The discussion around us grew louder and louder.
Despite that, as a distinguished lady, Quinn did not say a single word back. She simply took my hand and got ready to leave.
However, the fact that she wanted to put things to rest did not mean others would spare her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNancy went up to stop her and said smugly, "If you have the guts to sin, then don't be afraid of hearing others talk about it. Since everyone is so curious, why don't you tell us how you seduced Marcus so deeply he was willing to abandon his ex-wife to marry you?" I frowned. I said with no regard for her feelings, " Please watch your words, Ms. Nietzsche. Just because you like being a resentful woman who airs out her dirty laundry doesn't mean everyone else wants to do the same!" After a pause, I continued. "Everything happens for a reason. I think you should reflect on yourself to figure out why your marriage failed. No man likes an
unreasonable woman who always ve makes a scene regardless of the occasion. Since you've chosen to let go of things, do it generously and completely. The more you continue behaving like this, the more others will look down on you!"
My words had left Nancy a little stunned. She snapped back to her senses after a very, very long tchem Mong body quivering. She pointed atand roared furiously." Where did this witch cfrom?! How dare you hurl accusations at me? You must have a death wish!"
She raised her hand to hitafter saying that. Quinn went up to shieldbehind her back, blocking m Nancy's Faised hand. "Who she is isn't Nanortant. Most importantly, if you don't pay attention to your image, you'll make the headlines tomorrow and the Zimmers and Nietzsches will becthe talk of the town." Quinn's words had completely infuriated Nancy. She stood with arms akimbo and began to curse. "Shut up, witch! You seduced my husband, and now you're here throwing your weight around? I'll tear your foul mouth apart." Her domineering demeanor was no different from a shrew, embarrassing herself and acting nothing like how a noblewoman of an aristocratic family should.
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