Female Novel
Chapter 1221-1230
Queenie drove her own car and zipped past the traffic. She was feeling different that day. In just twodays, her life changed, and it was all because she ran into Nigel.
When she stepped into the hotel lobby, all the receptionists almost gawked. They couldn’t believe thisgorgeous and elegant lady was the Queenie they knew.
She had brand-name goods all over her, and the Chanel bag on her arms was the latest model of theseason. Even her heels were the latest model of some big-name brand, but they didn’t look showy onQueenie. She was just so gorgeous, they couldn’t even feel jealous about what she was wearing.
“Morning, Yelena,” Queenie said.
“We almost couldn’t recognize you, Queenie.”
Just then, Queenie’s phone rang, and her heart started thumping when she saw who called. “Hello?”
“Where are you?” Nigel demanded.
“I’m in the lobby. Coming right over.”
“Thirty-eighth floor.”
“Right away.” Queenie said bye to the receptionists and went into the elevator.
“I Googled her. Guess what I found?” a receptionist asked.
“What?”
“She’s Brandon Silverstein’s daughter. Her father’s a billionaire.”
Oh, no wonder she’s Nigel’s relative. So she’s from a rich family as well.
Queenie went all the way up to the thirty-eighth floor. The whole story was made up of offices, andNigel’s office was in the innermost part of the story. It was spacious and modern.
Nigel was wearing a black shirt and black pants. Unlike his usual self, he looked like a dark knight, andhe was staring at her. She looks like a proper lady today. It suits her status.
“Happy to be of service, Nigel.” She approached him with a smile and bowed.
He observed her and was more than happy with her attire, and then he led her to her office. “I’ll takeyou to your workplace.”
Queenie followed him out and entered an office with a big french window inside. There was a spot forher, and the desk next to her belonged to the other assistant.
“This is Cecily. Try to get along,” Nigel introduced.
Queenie quickly smiled at her. “Hello.”
“This is Queenie, my new assistant. Get along with her,” Nigel told Cecily.
There was a warm smile in Cecily’s eyes. “Of course, sir.” Cecily had been working as Nigel’s personalassistant for two years. She was a caring woman, and at twenty-eight years of age, she was capableand mature enough to handle things.
Nigel looked at the time. “Time for a meeting. You ladies get to know each other.”
The moment he left, Cecily’s smile turned into a slight scowl, and she turned to look at Queenie.“Queenie, is it? You’ll be handling the files. I’ll deal with Mr. Manson’s personal life.”
“Sure.” Queenie blinked. Oh, she prepared the clothes for me back in Nigel’s house. I should thank her.
Cecily adjusted her glasses and said solemnly, “There is one rule you must remember: don’t get anyideas about the boss. We’re not allowed to date him. That’s the rule.”
Queenie blinked again. “I understand.”
Cecily gave her another look. “Next time, just come in regular attire. You look too much like a princessin this one. How are you supposed to work if you stand out so much?”
Queenie nodded. “I’ll keep that in mind.”
“If the boss’ girlfriend sees you in this attire, she might fire you just because she doesn’t like it,” Cecilyadded.
That made Queenie curious. “Mr. Manson has a girlfriend?”
“Why do you want to know? Do you think you have a chance?” For some reason, Cecily didn’t likeQueenie from the first moment she saw her. Maybe it was because of her looks, or maybe because shewas wearing brand-name goods all over. Cecily just didn’t like her.
Queenie quickly waved her hands. “No, of course not.”
“Only uber-rich ladies are worthy of the boss’ love. We’re just the little guys, so give up. His girlfriendwas still sleeping in when I sent a set of female clothes to his house, or I would have seen what shelooked like if she was awake.”
Queenie’s eyes went wide. “Wait. When did you go to his house again?”
“Yesterday morning.” Cecily rested her chin on her hand. Three days ago, Nigel told her to send a setof clothes over to his house. She thought there must be a lady in Nigel’s house for him to make thatrequest, so she picked some clothes and lingerie from the hotel store and sent them over to his place.
Queenie held her forehead. Oh god, that was me. Cecily thinks I’m Nigel’s girlfriend. “You probably tookit the wrong way. She probably isn’t Mr. Manson’s girlfriend.” I need to explain myself.
“She spent two nights at the boss’ place. Of course she’s his girlfriend. I’ve worked as his assistant fortwo years, and that was the first time a girl was staying over,” Cecily answered adamantly.
Queenie was amused, but she knew arguing was useless, so she smiled. “Anything for me to do?” sheasked.
Cecily placed a stack of files on her table. “Turn the PC on and log into the hotel system. I’ll teach youhow to handle these.”
“Sure.” She was happy she had something to do.
Cecily had a lot more time on her hands now with Queenie around. She suddenly felt like havingcoffee. “You free? Get some coffee for us.”
“Sure.” Queenie was enthusiastic about her first job, and she wasn’t averse to doing more work, so sheagreed swiftly.
“You need to finish these today. It’s almost the cutoff for the monthly payroll. We can’t delay anylonger.”
Queenie was a little surprised. I’ve been working for twenty minutes and I only got through two pages.There’s a stack here. Can I even finish these on time? I think I might have to do overtime. Queeniewent and bought some coffee. And she paid it out of her own pocket.
Nigel had lunch with the top brass after the meeting and went for golf in the afternoon. Work hourswere already over when he came back to the hotel.
Cecily clocked out on time, leaving Queenie working alone.
Queenie was typing really slowly from the lack of experience in computer work. What was more, shewasn’t too good with numbers, so she had to double or triple check. Work was going at a snail’s pacefor her.
Nigel emerged from the elevator. He was just here to get some files, but when he went by the office, henoticed the lights were still on, and there were sounds of someone typing on the keyboard. Nigel took alook and saw someone sitting in front of the computer and typing as slow as a sloth. Queenie? “Whyare you still here?” he asked.
Queenie almost had a heart attack. Everyone on this floor should have left. She was the only oneworking overtime, and him suddenly calling out to her almost scared the living daylights out of her.
But she heaved a sigh of relief when she saw who it was. Her eyes felt dry, so she rubbed them. Shethen picked the files up and waved them in the air. “Doing overtime.”
He approached her and took a seat beside her. “Do you really work so slow?”
“This is my first job. I have no experience at all.” Queenie typed a few strings of numbers and huddledcloser to the screen so she could confirm it was the right number.
Nigel stared at her in awe. Any boss would feel annoyed seeing her work so slowly. She spent a wholeday just transferring these files’ info into the system?
Queenie turned around. “So why did you come back?”
“Pack your stuff and clock out. Leave these for Cecily. You’re coming with me for all the appointments Ihave to handle.” And then he asked, “Did you have dinner already?”
“No. Oh, I owe you a few dinners, so this one’s on me.” She smiled and stood up, but then her calvescramped up from her sitting too long.
“God, my legs are cramped.” She held the edges of the table and sat back down, massaging hercalves.
Man, she’s a princess. She’s not suited for work. She’d be better off as a wife… Holy sh*t. Did I justconsider marrying her? Nigel froze up for a moment.
“Help me up, Mr. Manson,” Queenie pleaded.
He extended his hand, and she held it like a crutch as she stood up. Queenie took a few steps, but herlegs were still numb.
“Don’t come to work tomorrow,” Nigel blurted.
Queenie stared at him. “Why?”
“You’re not a good assistant. You’re fired,” he said coldly.
Is he looking down on me? She bit her lip. “Fine, I quit. I don’t think I’m fast enough for the job. I don’twanna waste your money,” she agreed right away.
Queenie waited for him at the office’s doorstep, and he came out holding a document. The moment hesaw her, a smile curled his lips. She was beautiful, curvy, and sweet to the eyes. The light that shoneon her almost made her look like an angel, and there was not an ounce of darkness in her eyes. Puritywas all that existed.
Beauties were a dime a dozen in this society, but Queenie felt different from those ladies. Nigelnarrowed his eyes calmly, but there was a hint of admiration in them. When he went by Queenie, hesaid coolly, “Let’s go.”
She followed him to the car park, and he asked, “Did you drive to work?”
“Yeah.”
“Get in my car,” he demanded.
Queenie didn’t object and went into the passenger seat, thereafter Nigel drove them to a restaurant hepicked. Queenie was starving. She had cafeteria food that afternoon, but it wasn’t filling. Workexhausted her as well, so she wolfed down the food they ordered.
Nigel smiled. Every woman would put on the act of elegance when they were in his presence, but onlyshe would show him her real self. She doesn’t want me to take her food, huh?
At this moment, her phone rang. She picked it up and snapped, “What the hell do you want?”
“Bonnie and I love each other. Don’t give me any trouble this Friday,” Leslie warned coldly.
Queenie put her cutlery down and sneered, “Listen here, Leslie. Bonnie is my sister. You slept with her,so you’d better not dump her.”
Leslie asked hoarsely, “You’re giving your blessing? To us?”
“I’m more than happy to bless you two. Not like I ever liked you anyway, and I’m not gonna haunt youlike some sort of creepy stalker,” she snapped.
Leslie asked curiously, “Have you hooked up with Nigel?”
“None of your business.”
“Guess I thought too highly of you. Bonnie told me you spent a few nights in his house, and I thoughtyou didn’t do anything with him. I thought wrong. You’re also a gold digger.” He leered and hung up.
Queenie’s face turned red with anger, and she wanted to curse, but Leslie had already hung up. Shewas about to curse him through a text, but Nigel asked curiously, “Calling off a marriage?”
Queenie put her phone down and nodded. “Yeah. This Friday.” It’s still embarrassing. How should Imake myself look better?
An idea popped into her mind, and she stared at Nigel. Stupidly, she asked, “Do you have time thisFriday, Nigel?”
“Why do you ask?” He cocked his eyebrow.
She answered sheepishly, “Can you come with me to the calling off of my engagement as my fakeboyfriend? I wanna look better in front of them.”
Nigel had no interest in that kind of appointment. He refused, “I don’t have time, and I’m not interested.”
“But you can get something from this. I can treat you to ten meals.” She tried to bribe him.
“You’ll do anything as long as I help you out?” He narrowed his eyes.
She blinked. “As long as it’s reasonable and within my abilities.” She added, “Not gonna sleep with you,though.”
“Fine, but you owe me. And you can’t say no when I wanna cash in.” One meal for a favor from her.This is a good deal.
Her eyes lit up. She wasn’t looking forward to Friday, but now she was. Not gonna let those b*tchestake all the spotlight during Friday’s dinner. I’ll show up with Nigel and tell everyone that I dumped himand not the other way around. If I wanna do that, I’ll have to get someone as rich and powerful asNigel.
When Queenie was about to pay the bill, the waiter told her it had been paid for. She looked at Nigel.When did he do that? Great. Now I owe him one more meal.
She was still complaining about what Nigel did when they came out, but he drove her straight back tothe company so she could drive her car back home.
Queenie walked toward her million-dollar Ferrari.
He didn’t leave right away. Instead, he watched as she revved her car up and drove away from the carpark. She rolled her window down and waved at him before heading onto the streets.
He followed her closely like a dark knight protecting his princess. His car was just a few yards awayfrom her.
She knew he was right behind, and it made her heart race. For some reason, she felt safe. When theyfinally went down different roads, she felt a little down.
It was amusing that she was fired on the first day of work, but she was also happy that he would behelping her out on Friday. Feels like we’re friends.
She came back home and bade her parents good night before heading to her room. When she passedby Bonnie’s room, she overheard her talking. Bonnie didn’t lock the door, apparently.
She heard Bonnie say, “I’m not going to get engaged to you. Yes, you’re calling off the marriage withQueenie, but I’m not going to get engaged to you.”
Looks like it’s Leslie. So she’s dumping him?
The first thing Queenie did when she woke up the next day was look at the time. Eight-fifty? She frozefor a few moments. Oh no, I’m gonna be late! She quickly got out of bed but remembered that she wasfired a few seconds later. Oh, no work today.
Queenie pulled her hair back and lay back down. She wanted to sleep, but sleep wouldn’t come to her.In the end, she got out of bed and washed herself up, and then she changed into casual wear before
going downstairs.
She was just about to go down when she heard Bonnie say, “Aw, please, Dad. Take me with you. Iwanna learn how to manage a company. Please, teach me.”
“Sure. Come with me, but you might get exhausted,” Brandon said lovingly.novelbin
“Yay! I won’t get exhausted. I’ll learn as much as I can so I can take over in the future,” she saidconfidently.
“You’re all pumped up, Miss Bonnie,” a servant praised.
“Well, I am my father’s daughter,” Bonnie answered sweetly.
Queenie saw the two of them off before she went into the dining room, and a servant served herbreakfast. This servant practically raised her, and she said gently, “You should go to the company andlearn some management skills from the master as well, Miss Queenie. But after breakfast.”
Even the servant could see Bonnie was trying to show herself off in preparation for the inheritance.Aside from the masters of the house who seemed to be oblivious about everything, the servants couldsee what was going on. From the moment Bonnie came home, she had been trying to take everythingfor herself. It was obvious she wanted to own everything.
Queenie took a sip of the chicken soup and smiled. “Your chicken soup is getting better now, Mrs.Lowman.”
Courtney smiled. “But you’ve been having the same soup for ages. You must be tired of it.”
“No, I’m not. I won’t ever get tired of your soup.” Queenie beamed.
“Miss Bonnie said it’s tasteless.” Ever since Bonnie came back, Courtney’s job got harder. She justkept complaining about everything, and Courtney just about had it.
“I think it’s fine,” Queenie assured her. It’s Thursday today. The dinner’s tomorrow, and I’m lookingforward to it.
Queenie was sorting her items out in the afternoon. When she opened her jewelry box and noticed thather earrings were gone, she felt anger welling up in her. Bonnie! She did this!
Bonnie came home at three, and she was holding a few shopping bags. Instead of learning how tomanage a company, she was there to get some money out of Brandon so she could shop.
The dinner was around the corner, and she had to get a few dresses for the occasion. Even though shedidn’t want to get engaged to Leslie, she still had to look better than Queenie.
Queenie stopped her right away. “You took my earrings away, didn’t you? Give them back to me.”
Bonnie crossed her arms and sneered. “And what proof do you have?”
“Nobody else would enter my room.”
“The servants will. When they need to clean it.” Bonnie dragged the servants into this on purpose.
The servants tensed up and defended themselves, “We would never take Miss Queenie’s things, MissBonnie.”
“And I trust that they won’t. I can’t say the same about you, so hand. Them. Over,” Queenie demanded.
Bonnie’s gaze dripped with venom. “You’ve had everything you wanted since you were a kid. All I tookwere some earrings, and you’re lecturing me about it? I needed to pair them up with my dresses, and I
didn’t want to go out of my way to buy new earrings. I’m your sister, so can’t you just let me have thisone?”
Queenie was tired of hearing the same rhetoric. She would relent in the past, but not now. Not whenshe knew about Bonnie’s true colors. If she kept relenting and giving in, Bonnie would just keeppushing her over the edge.
“I’ve compromised and allowed you to have whatever you want for long enough. From now onward, I’mnot giving in to you any longer. What’s yours is yours and what’s mine is mine. Don’t even think abouttouching anything of mine, let alone taking it away from me.” Queenie stared at Bonnie with a pair ofsteely eyes.
Bonnie bit her lip and sneered, “Isn’t it just a few pairs of lousy earrings? What makes you think I wantthem anyway?” She stormed up the stairs.
Queenie followed her to the third floor and heard Bonnie flinging the door open before heading to herjewelry case. She took out four pairs of earrings and threw them onto the couch. “Here! You can havethem back.”
Furious, Queenie held her hand out. “Pick them up and hand them to me.”
Bonnie froze for a second before snorting. “As if I’d do that. The earrings are right there. You can takethem yourself!”
Queenie’s eyes flashed coldly. “Since you keep saying that I’m your older sister, I shall do my job asyour older sister and teach you some manners. From now on, this house isn’t the place where you canplay your silly mind games and act like a spoiled princess.”
However, Bonnie seemed insistent on going against Queenie. “You? Teach me manners? What a joke.What makes you think you—”
Queenie grabbed Bonnie by the wrist and shoved her to the ground. As someone who took Taekwondolessons before, it was easy enough for her to pin Bonnie to the floor by resting her knee againstBonnie’s neck. She pressed Bonnie’s arms against the floor and warned icily, “Bonnie Silverstein, youbetter not mess with me, or else, I don’t mind running you out of the house and forcing you to go backto your adoptive parents’ house.”
“Why, you… Queenie Silverstein, I’m telling Mom and Dad about this! I’m going to tell them that youdon’t want me around and that you hate me because I came back!” Bonnie shrieked in pain as shetried to push Queenie off.
However, Queenie didn’t budge as she held Bonnie down with her knee still. “If you want others to likeyou and don’t want others to hate you, then you should first learn how to behave like a decent humanbeing!”
The force that Queenie exerted nearly choked Bonnie. Her face and neck turned red as she screamed,“I can’t breathe! Let go of me!”
Just then, Courtney came upstairs to bring the girls some fruits, and she jumped in fright when she sawthe two of them fighting.
“You shouldn’t be doing this, Miss Queenie!” Courtney exclaimed anxiously.
“Stay out of this, Mrs. Lowman. Some people deserve to be taught a lesson,” Queenie said toCourtney.
Courtney hurried back downstairs. Meanwhile, Bonnie was in so much agony that her face had gonepale. “I’m going to die, Queenie.”
Queenie let go at last, and Bonnie gasped for air as the flames of resentment in her eyes burnedbrighter. “Queenie, I’ll remember this. From now on, only one of us will get to stay in this house. Just
wait and see. Let’s see who’ll be the first to leave this family.”
In all honesty, Queenie was mourning the fact that she was hearing this from Bonnie. She longed tohave a loving relationship with her sister and she didn’t want a sister who went against her at everyturn. How she wished that the family could just live in harmony.
However, everything that Bonnie had done so far made Queenie too furious. All Bonnie did was eithercomplain about her to their parents or slander her and pretend to be pitiful to gain their sympathy.Bonnie used every means possible to torment Queenie. That night, Bonnie cried her eyes dry andcomplained to Brandon and Maggie about how Queenie bullied her in the afternoon.
“Dad, you had no idea how frightened I was when she pressed down on my neck with her knee. Inearly suffocated!”
“Do you have proof? Did anyone see this?” Queenie calmly ate her food. “Please prepare someevidence before making wild accusations about me.”
Bonnie froze in shock. It was her first time seeing Queenie stooping to trickery. She pointed atsomeone and said, “She saw it! She can be my witness.”
Courtney had just brought the fruit salad to the table. She stiffened as Bonnie commanded her to comeover. “Come here! You’re my witness. You saw Queenie kneeling on my neck this afternoon, right?”
“I didn’t see anything like that, Miss Bonnie.” Courtney shook her head.
Bonnie’s face contorted in fury as she glowered at Courtney. The look in her eyes said, I see. I won’t beforgetting this.
However, Queenie didn’t want to drag Courtney into this, so she turned to her parents and said, “Mom,Dad, I did say a few words to Bonnie this afternoon. She took my earrings so I wanted to tell her that
taking someone else’s belongings without asking is the same as stealing. I’m just trying to help herbecome a decent human being.”
Brandon nodded in agreement once he heard that and turned to Bonnie. “Bonnie, Queenie did the rightthing this time. In the future, you should ask your sister first before you take any of her belongings.”
Bonnie turned red. She could tell that Queenie had the upper hand this time, so her only choice was topout and mutter aggrievedly, “Yes, Dad.”
Maggie tried to console her. “Didn’t I give you a credit card? You can just buy whatever you need.”
Bonnie bit her lip. “I just didn’t want to spend money unnecessarily, Mom.”
“But just this afternoon, you came home with two bags of clothes. I’m guessing that they cost at least10 thousand!” Queenie exposed her lie without missing a beat.
Bonnie glared at her darkly. “Queenie, Dad approved my purchases.”
“That’s enough. Let’s just have dinner,” Brandon said.
Bonnie glanced at Courtney before secretly tugging a strand of hair off and surreptitiously adding it tothe soup beside her.
“Oh my goodness! What’s this? Is it a strand of hair?” A few moments later, just as Bonnie starteddrinking her soup, she purposely spooned the hair out of her bowl and exclaimed, “Mom, Dad, I feel sodisgusted! I nearly ate a strand of hair!”
Queenie glanced over and Bonnie immediately wrapped the hair up in a piece of tissue before tossingit onto the table. “I’m not drinking this soup anymore. Mom, Dad, you guys shouldn’t drink it either. It’srevolting!”
Courtney grew frantic as she quickly defended herself. “Mr. and Mrs. Silverstein, I always wear a hatwhenever I prepare the food.”
“Are you trying to imply that it was my hair?” Bonnie raged.
Queenie took one look at Bonnie’s chestnut-colored hair before studying the strand of hair that wasthrown onto the table. She got up and came over to pick up the tissue with the hair. She didn’t mindgetting her hands dirty as she gave the strand of hair a closer look. “This is your own hair. Don’t try tomake up false accusations about Mrs. Lowman.”
Bonnie turned scarlet once more. She didn’t think that Queenie would come over and continue toexpose her. “You’re just harboring resentment that Mrs. Lowman didn’t act as your witness just now.You wanted to use your own hair to set her up. You shouldn’t have such a malevolent streak, Bonnie.”
Courtney gave Queenie a look of gratitude. Although she knew that Bonnie was setting her up onpurpose, she was just a member of the household staff and couldn’t defend herself.
Maggie and Brandon exchanged looks before sighing to themselves. They thought that Bonnie was justa little spoiled, but from the looks of it now, she was beginning to show an unscrupulous side to her aswell.
“I’m full,” Bonnie announced. She set down her cutlery and walked off, not forgetting to act as if shewere completely broken-hearted.
That night, Maggie went to Bonnie’s room to comfort her. Bonnie threw herself into Maggie’s arms andmoaned about being hated by everyone. She also talked about how much she suffered while growingup with adopted parents.
Maggie’s heart softened after all that. Even though Bonnie had made a mistake tonight, Maggie didn’tthink much of it anymore.
It was Friday morning.
Leslie came to the house with a bouquet of red roses, but Bonnie hid in her room and refused to seehim. It was Brandon who welcomed him into the house as the Silversteins and the Paynes had a goodrelationship with each other.
“Mr. Silverstein, my father and I discussed everything last night. I will break off the engagement withQueenie and get engaged to Bonnie right after,” Leslie announced expectantly.
“Good. That’s what we want as well.” Brandon nodded. He was beginning to realize that he and hiswife couldn’t control how Bonnie behaved, so he wanted to help her get a good marriage as soon aspossible.
Leslie couldn’t stop himself from heading upstairs to see Bonnie. He missed her too much.
The door to Bonnie’s room remained shut even though Leslie kept knocking for ages. It was Queeniewho was disturbed by the incessant noise. She opened her door and looked at Leslie who wasstanding in front of the opposite room. “She doesn’t want to see you, so don’t bother knockinganymore.”
“What’s going on with Bonnie?” Leslie was at a loss. It was as if Bonnie had suddenly changed into awhole new person overnight. She didn’t care about him anymore and didn’t even want to see him.
Queenie was probably the only one who knew the reason why. Bonnie’s favorite pastime was to stealanything that Queenie wanted. If Queenie didn’t want it anymore, then Bonnie lost interest in it too. Itwas the same each time, regardless of whether it was an item or a man.
Right now, Bonnie was fantasizing about seducing Nigel!
Just then, Bonnie opened her door. She stood at the door all dolled up, and when she spotted Leslie,she felt a little turned off. “I told you not to come to my house ever again, so why did you still come?”
”Bonnie, check this out! Yesterday, you posted on your social media account saying you had your eyeon this necklace, and I immediately asked my friend to procure it for you.” Leslie presented the gift andshowed it to her.
Bonnie’s eyes lit up with evident delight, but she couldn’t accept the necklace without feeling awkwardwith Queenie around. So, she scoffed haughtily instead, ”Did I ask you to buy it, smarty-pants?”
Queenie, standing at the side, watched their interactions in amusement. Indeed, Leslie deserved suchtreatment from Bonnie and should stew in his own juice.
Thus, with that thought in mind, she returned to her room, lay on her bed, took her phone, and sent amessage to Nigel.
‘Young Master Nigel, I want to clarify whether you would be free tonight.’
‘Yes, I have the time!’
‘So, you will attend my wedding cancellation party, right?’
‘Of course!’
As she read his short yet straightforward reply, Queenie figured that Nigel was a friend indeed becausehe always lent a hand whenever she needed help.
Therefore, as she considered how he was always there for her, thick and thin, she completely regardedNigel as her bosom buddy. She would treat him as a close friend as long as he didn’t despise her lowsocial status.
Meanwhile, in Manson Group’s main office, Nigel looked at the text on his phone, and a trace ofcuriosity gleamed in his sharp eyes.
He would like to see how Queenie would introduce him tonight. He was twenty-eight years old, but hestill exuded a rare aura of youthfulness, and he knew, based on experience, that he was good-looking.Coupled with his 1.86-meter statuesque physique, he looked charming when he smiled and solemnwhen he didn’t.
Apart from his family, no one had ever seen him smile. In fact, people who didn’t know him personallywould always praise Nigel’s dignified and gentlemanly manner.
Despite that, he liked racing, playing video games, and collecting the world’s most expensive snacks. Itwas as if he was a child in a man’s body.
At some point, Leslie had left. It wasn’t until 4.00PM that Queenie departed her room looking ratherglamorous. She wore a fashionable dress today and even went out of her way to work on her hair. Herlong and thick hair draped over her shoulders with natural-looking curls at the end. She was alreadylovely with delicate facial features, to begin with. Hence, despite using light makeup, she looked everso radiant and gorgeous.
When she pushed the door and walked out, Bonnie, who was standing on the opposite side, wascompletely startled. She froze for a few seconds and stared straight at Queenie, sizing her up.
She was checking out Queenie’s makeover and her dress. Queenie frowned in slight discomfort. ”Whatare you looking at?”
”What else can I be looking at? Also, we have the same face, so what’s there for me to see?” Bonniesnorted indifferently, but a hint of jealousy flashed across her eyes. That was because although theylooked alike, Bonnie’s face somehow looked stiff and unnatural.
Queenie ignored her and went downstairs. As soon as she landed at the last step, she heard hermother’s voice by the entrance. It seemed that Maggie had returned home.
Meanwhile, Bonnie stewed as she stood in front of the mirror. Then, after a while, she started toremove the makeup she had just put on and stared at her bare face. As she scrutinized herself, shenoticed that her skin was not as smooth and flawless as Queenie’s. So, she reopened her makeup kitand did her makeup meticulously.
She remembered the critical features of Queenie’s makeover, so when she redid her makeup, shefollowed in Queenie’s footsteps. She even curled her hair just like Queenie and chose a similar dressbut with a different color.
Finally, after the vigorous makeover, Bonnie looked at her reflection in the mirror. Now, she looked likeshe was Queenie’s twin through and through. Only then did she raise her eyebrows in satisfaction.Nevertheless, there was a glint of resentment in her eyes.
Time passed, and it was already 5.00PM. In order not to get caught in traffic, they had come to anagreement to leave early.
”What is taking Bonnie so long?” Maggie asked curiously and then ordered the maid nearby to checkup on her, ”Rachel, remind Miss Bonnie that we’re short on time.”
Rachel, the Silverstein Family’s maid, rushed up the stairs and headed straight to Bonnie’s room. Notlong after, Bonnie came downstairs. Queenie happened to be drinking water. When she saw Bonniecoming down the stairs, she almost spat the water out in shock. Why was Bonnie’s outfit precisely thesame as hers?
Bonnie wasn’t wearing this dress earlier, and her previous makeup was heavy and thick. Yet now, shewas wearing the same light makeup as Queenie and even applied the same lipstick color.
Maggie looked at her twin daughters in surprise as she regarded them. There was no doubt that shewouldn’t have been able to differentiate the two had she not raised Queenie herself!
Bonnie presented herself before Queenie in absolute confidence. Then, she proceeded to quip withfalse cheer, “Queenie, we look really alike!”
“Why are you copying me?” Queenie snapped with a hint of annoyance.
“What? Am I? Well, some twins have the same taste and preferences. So maybe we fall in that samecategory,” Bonnie retorted, deliberately pressing Queenie’s buttons.
Unfortunately for Bonnie, Queenie could care less for this sister of hers as she merely rolled her eyesin exasperation and walked to the door. She and Maggie shared a ride while Bonnie and Brandon tookanother vehicle together.
On the way to the hotel, Queenie sent the hotel’s address to Nigel with a text, ‘Young Master Nigel,take your time. You can come after the banquet starts.’
‘Are you on your way to the hotel now?’ Nigel replied promptly.
‘Yes, we just left. Take your time!’ Queenie planned to make his appearance the highlight of the night.Then, when others sympathized with her, she would magnificently announce that she had a betterchoice.
She didn’t even inform her parents about her plan. She figured that this would be a surprise for themlater!
In the car in front of Queenie’s car, Bonnie looked troubled as she was entirely engrossed in herthoughts because she knew what Leslie wanted to do tonight. He wanted to call off his engagementwith Queenie and propose to her.
Leslie had lost his original value since Queenie liked Nigel now. Moreover, Leslie paled in comparisonto Nigel in terms of charisma and wealth, and they were not even in the same league.
Now, all Bonnie could think about was how to approach Nigel. She would not allow Leslie to hinder herplan.
Therefore, she would stop Leslie from proposing to her tonight at all costs.
Leslie, who was obviously dressed to the nines, looked handsome in a suit as he stood at therestaurant door. When he saw their cars, he immediately greeted them enthusiastically and opened thedoor for Brandon. When he saw Bonnie in the car, he instantly offered his hand to her, but Bonniewould instead leave the vehicle from the other side than be held by him.
A little taken aback, Leslie stood up and spotted Queenie, who had just come out of the car behindBrandon and Bonnie. Suffice to say, he was startled by Queenie’s beauty.
It was close to dusk, and the sun was setting. An evening breeze blew over and slightly ruffledQueenie’s hair. Her radiant face was akin to a blooming rose, highlighting her calm and pure charm.
Compared with Bonnie’s amorous aura, Queenie exuded a composed yet refined aura of a woman whoknows exactly what she wants and how she would achieve her goals. Nevertheless, although she wasnot one for coquettish acts, she also never acted as though everyone was beneath her.
At this moment, Leslie’s eyes lit up as he laid his gaze on her. Only then did he realize that Queenie,who he had cold-shouldered previously, was actually very beautiful.
There was a unique charm in her.
On the other hand, Bonnie had figured despite her utterly ignoring Leslie; he would still chase after herand treat her courteously. Thus, when she turned around, she was stupefied to see him holding the car
door as he goggled at Queenie.
Bonnie was so enraged by the sight that she couldn’t help but grit her teeth in irritation. What was goingon here? Is Leslie falling for Queenie?!
Nonetheless, Queenie didn’t even bat an eye at Leslie this time. She merely held her purse elegantly,followed after Maggie, and walked gracefully into the brightly lit lobby. The moment her thoughtswandered to the most anticipated event of Leslie calling off the engagement later, she could feel theanticipation within her surge. She, of all people, looked forward to tonight’s shocking yet scandalousevent, especially when she knew that the chips were about to fall in her favor.
After Leslie hurriedly composed himself, he went straight to Bonnie and stood beside her. Still, Bonnienoticed his blunder, so she pulled a long face and gave him a cold look.
“Bonnie, come, I’ll hold your handbag.” Leslie immediately tried to placate her.
“No, thanks.” After she said that, she deliberately stopped to look at her phone. When Maggie askedher to join the family in the elevator, she said, “Mom, you guys go ahead. I’ll be over in a while.”
Maggie nodded and pressed the button, and the family of three went upstairs together. Finally, Bonniedirected her attention to Leslie and sneered, “I saw you staring at Queenie just now. So what? Haveyou had enough of me and set your sights on her again?”
Leslie gasped sheepishly and quickly hugged her shoulders with a smile. “No! You’ve mistaken. I loveyou and only you. I plan to break off the engagement tonight because I want to marry you.”
Bonnie felt a twisted sort of pleasure as she enjoyed his sweet nothings. So, it was only after Lesliecomforted her for a while did she walk in the direction of the elevator. She enjoyed reducing Leslie intoa meek and pathetic man.
A few members of the Payne Family were sitting around the table at the restaurant, including Leslie’sgrandparents, his parents, and his two aunts and uncles-in-law. They were not here today to call offLeslie’s and Queenie’s engagement, but they were here mainly to re-select Leslie’s future wife, whowould also be the future matriarch of their family.
When Queenie walked in, they couldn’t recognize her and weren’t sure if she was Queenie or Bonnie.”Mrs. Silverstein, w-who is this? Is she Queenie or Bonnie?”
”This is my eldest daughter, Queenie. Bonnie and Leslie will be coming right up!” Maggie explainedwith a smile.
”Oh, they look very alike. We can’t tell them apart!” Leslie’s mother, Keira Faulkner, donned anawkward smile as she tried to gloss over her social faux pas.
Although Queenie hated Leslie, she still treated the seniors politely since they weren’t the target of herire. She bowed slightly and courteously greeted the members of the Payne Family.
Not long after, they saw Bonnie and Leslie walking in together, but they were slightly disappointedwhen they looked at Bonnie’s obviously amorous and arrogant figure. They wondered why Leslie wouldfall for such a prideful and vain woman.
It was obvious at a glance that Queenie was even more dignified, well-behaved, and refined than hertwin!
As Bonnie took her seat beside Brandon, she couldn’t even be bothered to say hello while she merelyswept a dismissive glance at the members of the Payne Family.
”Bonnie, say hello to Leslie’s grandparents, parents, aunts, and uncles!”
”Hello,” Bonnie reluctantly obeyed in a somewhat haughty manner.
The members of the Payne Family secretly gasped in shock and exchanged bewildered glances.Queenie and Bonnie were sisters, but why was Bonnie different from what they imagined?
They assumed that Leslie had chosen the more outstanding one among the twins, but to their dismay,he had done nothing of the sort. If anything, Bonnie was the epitome of a spoiled brat.
”Oh, so you’re Bonnie! Leslie has always talked about you. It’s nice to finally put a face to the name.”
”Mr. and Mrs. Payne, I hereby announce that my engagement with Leslie is null and void. From nowon, my sister, Bonnie, will become Leslie’s fiancée,” Queenie affirmed in a crisp voice.
As soon as she finished speaking, Maggie and Brandon were thrilled, while the members of the PayneFamily were dismayed. Bonnie was so enraged that her face twisted into a hateful scowl, and sheturned to glare at Queenie. Why was Queenie so eager to pair her and Leslie up?
”We’re here to call off your engagement with Leslie. It’s not my engagement party,” Bonnie rebukeddirectly and looked a little upset. ”How can I get engaged with Leslie right after you call off theengagement with him?”
”Bonnie, you and Leslie love each other. Since we are all here tonight, let’s discuss your engagementwith Leslie right away!” Brandon said to Bonnie. After all, Leslie and Bonnie had done the deed, so hehoped Leslie would be responsible and marry Bonnie.
”We don’t have any objections as long as Leslie likes Bonnie,” concluded Leslie’s father.
Brandon had only two daughters, each of whom would inherit half of their family’s massive assets andwealth. In that case, no matter who Leslie married, he would be able to get half of the SilversteinFamily’s assets in the future, which was a great advantage for them.
The members of the Payne Family looked harmonious and joyful, but each of them was filled with gleeas they conspired to seize the Silverstein Family’s wealth.
”Bonnie, if you think it’s too hasty to get engaged tonight, I’ll prepare a grand proposal party tomorrowand invite all my family and friends to witness it. Is that okay?” Leslie asked. He shared the samethought with his parents. He wanted to marry one of Brandon’s daughters in order to lay his hands onthe Silverstein Family’s wealth.
”Let me sleep on it!” Bonnie neither refused nor accepted his proposal.
”Queenie, don’t be discouraged. You’re a wonderful girl. I’m sure you can find a better man thanLeslie,” Keira feigned empathy as she comforted Queenie.
Queenie curled her lips into a sweet smile even though her following words were anything but honeyed.”Mrs. Payne, thank you for your concern. Unfortunately, Leslie and I are not destined to be together, butI already have someone I like, so I’m also very eager to call off the engagement.”
The members of the Payne Family were stupefied. As far as they knew, Queenie once barged into thehotel room to catch Leslie cheating on her red-handed. The incident was blown up so terribly that iteven tarnished Leslie’s reputation a little. So, they assumed Queenie would pester Leslie and insist onmarrying him.
However, they were caught off guard by Queenie’s remarks and were dumbfounded for a few seconds.Keira even stammered awkwardly, ”O-Oh! I-Is that so? You like someone else!”