The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 125: Ghania Quinlan’s Humiliating Apology_1

Even Jhovany Sullivan herself didn’t expect it, she just stood there dumbfounded, listening to them repeatedly saying ’seven,’ and now and then ’S,’ without even understanding what brand it was.

But having heard so much, she formed a vague concept in her mind.

That was that the things from this brand were very expensive, and the bracelet she was holding in her hand was even better than the one Ghania Quinlan had lost.

Her confidence surged instantly.

She straightened her spine once again.

Nathalie Quinlan didn’t waste words with Ghania Quinlan and walked over nonchalantly, looking at the girl in fancy clothes with a pale face, and said, "Ghania Quinlan, apologize."

Ghania Quinlan abruptly raised her head, her watery eyes shimmering as she bit her lip.

Hadn’t she just apologized?

What did Nathalie mean!

As if realizing what she was thinking, Nathalie Quinlan’s snow-white nape tilted back slightly, her demeanor cold and wild, exuding a bandit-like vibe, "The apology you just made doesn’t count."

"Hasn’t anyone taught you how to apologize?"

"From beginning to end, you didn’t say a single ’sorry,’ yet you slandered Jhovany Sullivan for wearing a fake product. Now that it’s proved she’s not wearing a fake, but that you mistook it due to your own blindness, shouldn’t you sincerely apologize to her?"

Ghania Quinlan clenched her fingers, her eyelashes trembling slightly, still wanting to maintain her dignity, "I didn’t say she was wearing a fake product."

The very thing Nathalie Quinlan couldn’t stand about her was this, she was always so evasive in speech and actions, always shirking responsibility when things went wrong and pushing the blame onto others.

That’s why she frowned, showing extreme impatience, "You didn’t say it, but everyone here could tell what you meant."

"Apologize to Jhovany Sullivan."

"Otherwise, we’re going to blow this whole thing up."

Her voice was not loud, appearing quite calm, but it was somewhat irritable, showing impatience.

Yet it exerted a pressure that high school students normally couldn’t.

Even Justin Wafford kept looking at her, thinking to himself, what’s going on with Nathalie, she usually seems so lazy and disinterested, but today she’s inexplicably cool.

Freddy Cagwin, having seen a different side of Nathalie Quinlan, was not surprised anymore. Disgusted by Ghania Quinlan’s pretentiousness, he said with a rough voice, "No. 1 Middle School isn’t run by the Quinlan family, don’t bring that behavior from your home here. The world isn’t full of your mother, willing to spoil and indulge you!"

Freddy Cagwin’s words were too blunt.

He didn’t leave any face for her at all.

Ghania Quinlan’s face turned from red to purple, her apricot eyes flashing with humiliation and defiance.

Even if Nathalie forgave her, Freddy Cagwin was just the son of a nanny who once worked for her family, what right did he have to speak to her like this!

Nathalie Quinlan didn’t give her a chance to lash out and coolly dropped two words, "Apologize!"

Ghania Quinlan hadn’t found her lost bracelet, and the seven bracelet on Jhovany Sullivan’s wrist was genuine.

Ghania Quinlan truly found herself in a predicament, forced to lower her head even with a thousand and one reluctances in her heart.

She swallowed the humiliation and whispered an apology to Jhovany Sullivan, "I’m sorry, I misunderstood you."

After Ghania Quinlan lowered her head to apologize, when she raised it again, the corners of her eyes were red.

She looked as though she was the one who had been wronged, staring at Nathalie Quinlan’s face with resentment and anger, "Can I go now?"

Nathalie Quinlan stood casually, in stark contrast to Ghania’s frustrated demeanor, and replied indifferently, "I’m not blocking your way. If you want to leave, just go. No need to file a report with me."

Ghania Quinlan’s face darkened.

Right, why did she feel the need to tell Nathalie Quinlan, as if she wouldn’t dare to leave if Nathalie didn’t let her?

She bit her teeth and turned to leave.

Seeing her leave, the group from Class B also followed, slinking off in defeat.