Nathalia took a look at Amy victoriously and noticed that her cheeks had turned red. Didn't you ask for it? Huh.
She then chose a seat within a certain distance from them and sat herself down.
Despite Amy's tremendous effort in dressing herself up, her kind of beauty was nothing compared to Nathalia's. She was terribly embarrassed as if Curt's reply fell on her face like a slap in public. Just as she was about to say something, the door was thrown open.
Spencer rushed in, "Dad, where's Nathalia?! What did you do to her?"
Nathalia quickly jumped up from her seat and went over to comfort Spencer. "It's all good. Honey, don't worry." Spencer heaved a sigh of relief at the sight of Nathalia and embraced her tightly. Nathalia reassured him with a kiss.
