Chapter 225: Nathalie Will Give a Face Slap Personally_1

"It's nothing."

Nathalie Quinlan raised the corner of her eye, changing her pose as she stood, "Didn't you want to know if I am going to have a big birthday party, who I'm planning to invite, and in which private room?"

Ghania Quinlan: …

She had only asked casually and actually despised knowing the details in her heart.

"Yes, that's right."

Nathalie Quinlan had already guessed what she was thinking by looking at her hypocritical expression, and a cold glint flashed through the corner of her eye like a shooting star.

Her voice was low and husky.

"You'll find out this weekend."

What does that mean?

Ghania Quinlan's heart suddenly clenched, and she felt an inexplicable beating, as if she had a bad premonition.

With both parents and the grandmother around on the weekend, surely nothing could go wrong, right?

*

After parting ways with Ghania Quinlan, Nathalie Quinlan crossed the street, pulled open the Phaeton's car door, and bent down to get in.