CHAPTER 6: CHAPTER 6: LIKE A WIDOW

"Why do I smell a strong stench of jealousy? In such a high-end place, it can’t be, right?"

July Quinn didn’t fall for Nina Quinn and Holly Houston’s trap, instead, she sniffed around.

This made Nina Quinn and Holly Houston believe her for a moment and they started sniffing as well.

"Where? I can’t smell anything."

"Neither can I."

When the two turned back in confusion, they discovered July Quinn looking at them playfully.

"Turns out the stench of jealousy is coming from you two."

Nina Quinn and Holly Houston’s faces immediately turned quite unpleasant.

"July Quinn, are you messing with us?"

"Yeah, doesn’t it just tick you off?"

July Quinn didn’t show the slightest guilt after playing a prank, which infuriated the two even more.

And yet, she didn’t give them a chance to react, "Besides, isn’t it just Blue Castle? If I wanted to get in, it would be easy."

"July Quinn, are you just bragging without any backup? Blue Castle operates on a membership system; you need to spend over a million to become a basic member here." Holly Houston gritted her teeth.

But who knew July Quinn would suddenly step forward, looking at her with a half-smile.

"But as long as there’s a member’s invitation, isn’t it the same to get in? If I want to come in, it’s just a matter of batting my eyelashes. But you guys can’t, tsk tsk!"

Holly Houston was immediately silenced.

Nina Quinn also couldn’t rebut.

They could slander July Quinn in countless ways, but they couldn’t deny her stunning beauty.

Because it’s indeed so exquisite.

From her facial structure to her features, everything is perfect, practically a masterpiece of God’s finest work.

Even without a touch of makeup, she was more radiant and charming than their heavily made-up appearances.

So as soon as she returned to Westmarch, a released photo of her by a journalist caused a huge stir in the local forum, earning her the title of "Most Beautiful Socialite," and she became immensely popular among men.

This is also the root of Nina Quinn’s resentment towards her.

Because before July Quinn’s return, Nina Quinn was the most beautiful socialite in Westmarch, basking in all the attention.

But July Quinn’s return directly stole the spotlight that originally belonged to her.

While Nina Quinn was embarrassed and irritated, she looked up to see Nathan Jacobs walking towards them.

"July, if you’ve really come back to the world of fame and fortune and have stooped so low, imagine how heartbroken Nathan would be?"

She withdrew her gaze, looking worried.

"His heartbreak is none of my concern. He’s your man now, just manage your own affairs."

July Quinn adamantly wanted to draw a clear line between herself and the two of them.

Nina Quinn glanced at Nathan Jacobs, who was approaching with an unreadable expression: "But you two had a past..."

"No matter what happened before, since Nathan Jacobs ended up in bed with you, he’s yours. I don’t care, I’m not a trash collector! Besides, if one Nathan Jacobs falls, there are countless others willing to go through fire and water for me."

July Quinn retaliated against Nina Quinn, and just as she finished speaking, a gritting male voice came from behind her.

"July Quinn!"

July Quinn turned around to see Nathan Jacobs standing behind her, his eyes bloodshot as he looked at her.

Having been in a relationship for over a year, for July Quinn to claim she felt nothing now was impossible.

Her nose tingled with a sour sensation, and she realized she had fallen into Nina Quinn’s trap.

But she didn’t care.

From the moment she witnessed Nathan Jacobs and Nina Quinn’s intimate entanglement, she had severed all emotional ties herself.

Now she only hoped her uncle would take her back to the Jacobs Family soon, allowing her to torment Nathan Jacobs and Nina Quinn with the authority of an elder.

"Master Jacobs, don’t look at me like that. You know, you’re not my boyfriend now, aren’t you worried your current girlfriend will get upset seeing you stare at me so intensely?"

After saying this, July Quinn turned back, and sure enough, she saw Nina Quinn, looking so gloomy as if she wanted to pounce on her and tear her apart.

She immediately mimicked Nina Quinn, with a look of sudden realization.

"Ah, I almost forgot, it’s really because Master Jacobs wants the identity of an heir of The Quinn Family. So your union is purely based on a relationship of interests. As long as the interest stands, no matter how outrageous your actions, you won’t be mad at each other."

Nina Quinn almost spat out blood.

Originally, she just wanted to destroy Nathan Jacobs’s last bit of longing for July Quinn.

Who knew she’d end up being humiliated by July Quinn!

The feeling of being ensnared by her own scheme was indescribable!

Nathan Jacobs’s complexion wasn’t any better.

He thought he was a man of few affections, and could truly go through with a marriage alliance to solidify his position in the family at any cost.

But why, after hearing July Quinn’s heartless and fickle words, did he feel so upset?

There was even a compulsion to throw caution to the wind and win July Quinn back?

But July Quinn didn’t give Nathan Jacobs time to ponder these questions, instead, she spoke up again.

"By the way, aren’t you hosting a celebration party? Why do you all look so mournful, like you just lost a spouse?"

The widowed Nina Quinn & Nathan Jacobs: "..."

Seeing the main stage about to be taken over by July Quinn, Nina Quinn quickly assumed the demeanor of a hostess.

"The private room is in 4836, everyone should be waiting for us, let’s hurry over."

Nina Quinn then pulled the dazed Nathan Jacobs, walking up ahead.

July Quinn and Holly Houston quickly followed behind them.

In the VIP room they were just standing in front, Kyle Keaton’s deep gaze hadn’t retracted yet.

"What’s up?"

Miles Jacobs, in a flamboyant floral shirt, holding a long-stemmed glass, was chatting with a young girl in his arms. Looking up, he noticed his friend Kyle Keaton was staring outside.

Following his gaze, Miles Jacobs saw his nephew and that stunning profile.

He immediately blurted out, "Whoa, July Quinn!"