Chapter 1370 Bonnie Has nsCòntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org


    “Do you even have a conscience? Drop the act!” Queenie warned the other woman in a low voice. However, Bonnie answered


    her with a whisper too, “Queenie, | won''t deny it. | like to see the look on your face when you have to constantly tolerate my


    presence instead of chasing me away. It’s fun to watch.”


    The blood drained from Queenie’s face due to her fury as she wondered what she had done to Bonnie and got on the other


    woman''s bad side.


    “Queenie, maybe we can still be sisters if you''re willing to let me have Young Master Nigel. If so, | promise to not upset you


    anymore,” Bonnie whispered again.


    At that, Queenie spoke through gritted teeth. “Don’t even think about it.”


    “You''re petty. Didn’t you say you''ll give me everything | want?” Bonnie pouted, but her gaze suggested a hint of viciousness.


    Queenie trembled uncontrobly as her anger had reached its peak. She had enough of her shameless sister. “Bonnie, will you


    ever stop?”


    Getting the reaction she was expecting, Bonnie went downstairs with a satisfied smile on her face while Queenie returned to her


    room and suppressed the boiling anger within her. Sooner orter, Bonnie will be the end of us!


    Once Bonnie got downstairs, she crossed paths with Brandon, who just got home a moment ago. His presence reminded her of


    the banquet on Friday, which she was looking forward to. She was determined to attend the banquet by herself without


    Queenie’spany.


    Holding his arm, she acted coquettishly as she asked, “Dad, can you attend the banquet tomorrow with me only?”


    “What’s wrong? Why are we not bringing your sister along?”


    “Since she already has Young Master Nigel, | want to seize the opportunity to find a man as good as him at the banquet.” Bonnie


    feigned self-loathing as she mumbled, “I’ve never been as confident as her since | was young. People will never notice me if


    she’s presented at the banquet.”


    Brandon agreed with her opinion. Growing up with her foster parents, Bonnie turned into a childish and petty woman, which was


    the opposite of Queenie, who was confident and cheerful. He nodded. “All right, I''ll bring you along.”


    “Thanks, Dad.” Bonnie beamed a smile at her father.


    Meanwhile, in Queenie’s room on the third level, her ringing phone grabbed her attention as soon as she finished a shower.


    Casting a nce at the caller ID, she answered the call with a sweet tone, “Hello, are you home already?”


    “| just got home. Are you free tomorrow night?”


    “Lam.”


    “| need yourpany at a banquet.”


    Queenie was looking forward to it and she quickly agreed. “All right.”


    They chatted for a moment before she felt a little drowsy. Slumping on the bed, she announced, “I’m sleepy. See you tomorrow.”


    “Good night.”


    “Good night to you too.” Queenie found herself in afortable sleeping position before she shut her eyes and fell into slumber.


    After Bonnie returned to her room, she began to check her phone gallery for a picture of her. She swiped through most of them


    idly until she stopped at the ones with her and Leslie in some suggesting positions. At that time, he refused to show cooperation


    when she took them. Therefore, he had his hands covering his head and didn’t reveal his face in most of the pictures. Her skin


    without makeup seemed smooth and silky, while her red lips looked puffy with the help of a beautifying filter.


    Bonnie herself had a normal skin type, and she was envious of Queenie’s ivory and soft skin, and she couldn’t even see the


    pores on her face.


    She was focusing on her face in the picture. It''s hard to tell whether the woman in the pictures is me or Queenie.


    “Who knew | had a good weapon in my phone?” Bonnie zoomed in on the photo to see the details with a proud look on her face.


    She shared many simr features of Queenie’s face. An associate might be able to distinguish them, but a stranger would no


    doubt mistake her for Queenie.


    A malicious idea popped into her mind. Queenie can only dream of marrying Nigel if his parents see the pictures.


    Even though he believes Queenie’s innocence in the first ce, his parents might have a different opinion. Judging by their picky


    standards, it’s not that easy to get their approval.


    Bonnie decided to save the pictures in a safer tform for her n.


    She was going to attend an important banquet that involved many business elites with her father tomorrow. She took note of


    finding a man of Nigel''s social status during the banquet. After all, Nigel was a clever man. She found that he was more than he


    showed and a bit of evil in their previous confrontations.