10 Chapter 10: The Spotligh

Nathalia moved away, wittingly, and watched in silence.

A group of dumb, dull and smug idiots.

She saw through their intention from the start. Though she didn't see the point of it, she rather enjoyed staying away from it and watched.

Spencer didn't join them but stood aside indifferently and glanced at Nathalia occasionally.

She is acting more mature than her age, looking so calm. Weird. However, she Is a weirdo anyway.

Nathalia pretended she didn't notice Spencer's attention and lowered her head to stare at the floor.

Though she wasn't one of those strikingly good-looking girls, Spencer noticed her amazingly fair skin under the lights and couldn't keep his eyes off her.

As his gaze grew more and more intense, Nathalia started to feel uneasy and finally turned and glared at him as if to say Don't you look at me like that, or I shall pluck your eyeballs.

Spencer simply responded with a charmingly angelic smile, and unexpectedly, Nathalia found herself blushing, breathless with a racing heart.

On the other side of the scene, Mrs. Carter was extremely pleased and proud to see her daughter chatted up. Then she looked at Nathalia and thought. My daughter is way better than you. You are merely a contrasting background set for my own daughter to stand out even more.

Evette was enjoying the company and the compliments from the ladies' idols, feeling like the queen of the party. However, Spencer's aloofness disappointed her, and she couldn't help asking, almost begging, "Spencer, don't you think I look pretty?"

The spotlight has been following me, and everyone's paying me attention, so should he. Her possessive nature was awakened, and she swore to herself that she had to get him.

It mattered not if he was her sister's boyfriend. It mattered not what it was, who they were, if she wanted them, she had to have them.

Spencer made no reply and took a sip of his champagne without taking a look at her.

The whole room burst out laughing, especially the envious female spectators, who were delighted.

Evette was wrapped by embarrassment and humiliation. How she wished she could make an instant disappearance.

The pride and pleasure displayed on Mrs. Carter's face earlier vanished immediately and was replaced by dreadfulness. She quickly came to Evette's rescue, "Silly girl. Why are you upset? Mr. Davidson was just teasing you." She then turned around and beckoned Nathalia with a smile, "Come, Nathalia, say hello to Mr. Davidson."

It was then when Evette recalled the incident earlier at the jewelry shop, and she went into a sulk. She threw her mother a reproachful look, but Mrs. Carter gestured to her to stay calm. Though infuriated, she remained quiet and watched.

She stepped forward while everyone watched and judged. Really? That's Nathalia Carter? She looks average. Her sister is much prettier than her.

"How are you, Mr. Davidson?" Nathalia slightly nodded and greeted Spencer with a warm smile, showing wonderful mannerism and elegance. She acted like it was the first time she had met him, and nothing had happened earlier in the day.

Spencer looked at her closely. She exhibited a special aura around her like she had once fully experienced life and understood everything like there was nothing that she feared. She looked delicate and modest, but deep down, she kept her unyielding pride and self-esteem.

She concealed herself very well, but he knew from first sight because he was the same as her.

Still, it was impressive how well she could act. Was she not bothered by the kiss at all? It put a frustrating frown on his face.

He didn't say a word but simply stood there, facing her, for a good few minutes. Time seemed to have stopped. People watched the two intensely, then looked at one another occasionally and smiled unkindly, all expecting an entertaining show.

Evette and Mrs. Carter were pleased with themselves, thinking they had made a good move and got Nathalia trapped.

Now Spencer will finally notice my beauty. One must be blind to choose Nathalia over me. Evette restored her confidence as she thought. Don't you regret it now? Hahaha. Nathalia, here's the end of your sweet dream. Time to wake up.

Nathalia acted calmly and casually. She returned Spencer's stare and showed no signs of awkward feelings. Those that had survived death feared nothing. For her, this was just something trivial.

Spencer looked Nathalia up and down, then remarked coldly, "Nathalia Carter. Huh. Such awful attire. Which second-hand shop did you get it from?"

He suddenly had the urge to destroy her mask of innocence and dig the dark side of her. It would be intriguing. I'm not to be ignored and forgotten. Impossible. He thought.

The crowd was expecting Nathalia to be upset and crying for such ruthless remarks, but she, again unexpectedly, extended her hands out in an indifferent gesture. "People have different tastes. You can never please everyone, and some people just don't know how to appreciate others."

It was a comeback no one had expected. Wow. How dare she! Didn't she just insult Spencer Davidson back?!

She ignored the shocked audience and continued, "Also, having something from a second-hand shop is better than nothing. I dare not complain."

Her face seemed to change and started to shine with an explicable charm the longer you laid your eyes on it.

Spencer loved her response and decided to play along. "What do you mean? Are you implying that Mrs. Carter has been mistreating you?"

A very interesting creature. She's even smarter than I thought. Calm and confident. Throws unexpectedly brilliant remarks.

A pretty face would usually win you favors, but eventually, it's wisdom and inner beauty that determine how the game would go.

Spencer's comments brought some murmuring in the crowd. Mrs. Carter was outraged and regretted how she had dressed Nathalia.

Evette fired back immediately, "Nonsense, my mum never mistreats you. Sis, don't be ridiculous."