Sharon hung her head, feeling extrely guilty.
Nina Sinclair silently listened to what Sharon said, standing still in place. She felt the overwhelming sense of disappointnt in her heart about to drown her.
Just now, she heard Sharon say that Julian Lancaster was dining with Miss Xander.
That Miss Xander... must be the girl she saw that day, right?
Accompanying his girlfriend was indeed more important than her.
She thought there was no need to ask Julian about that girl’s relationship with him anymore; she already got the answer from Sharon.
Julian broke his promise; she could be angry, she could curse him for being untrustworthy, but after the anger subsided, nothing changed, he still couldn’t appear here.
Sierra Sinclair was waiting for her at the banquet. If she dared to show up, she would definitely be mocked by her.
Ha, Nina forced a smile, mocking her own ridiculous thoughts.
She said softly, "It’s okay, you’ve already helped a lot. It’s just that I might have to walk this path alone in the future."
Hearing this, Sharon felt imnsely guilty.
Clearly, she arranged everything so perfectly for Nina, and in the end, the problem appeared because of her brother!
No matter how casually Nina behaved, her frail body was still full of disappointnt and despair.
It was truly heart-wrenching.
Sharon, feeling heartbroken, stepped forward and held Nina’s hand, whispering, "I don’t know how things turned out this way. He’s such a lying bastard, I’ll imdiately... fire him!"
Initially, Sharon wanted to say she’d cut ties with Julian, but rembering that Nina didn’t know Julian’s true identity, revealing it now would only make Nina feel even more deceived—no doubt adding insult to injury.
Sigh! She still couldn’t reveal it, couldn’t even openly curse Julian.
"Sharon, let’s go back," Nina said softly.
Sharon asked in surprise, "Huh? You’re not going to attend Vincent’s engagent party?"
Nina took a deep breath and shook her head, "No, they’re just waiting to laugh at . Since the plan failed, there’s no point in presenting ourselves to be ridiculed."
She glanced down at her luxurious gown.
Jenna’s Atelier’s treasure, it looked remarkably magnificent but was indeed a bit of a waste now.
She had imagined things too simply, too perfectly.
Thinking having Julian pretend to be Sharon’s brother coming forward could crush Sierra and Vincent was indeed overly optimistic.
Her laughable marriage to Julian had been a delightful misunderstanding from the start.
Now that he couldn’t co to help, blaming him wouldn’t solve anything.
Since leaving the Sinclair Family, she had been alone, facing everything by herself. It was ti she got used to facing all difficulties alone.
A dull ache began to stir in her heart, her eyes stinging with unshed tears.
She felt like crying now, even though she hadn’t wanted to cry when she caught Vincent cheating and they broke up.
Nina sniffled, pushing all her emotions down.
She wouldn’t be defeated!
Nina turned and walked back to the banquet hall, her back straight, yet it seed to hide an inexplicable sense of loss, giving off a heart-wrenching fragility.
Sharon cursed under her breath and quickly followed her steps.
The two of them opened the car doors and got in. Just as Sharon was about to start the car and leave, they heard two familiar voices from outside...
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