Nathalia was half telling the truth and half lying, which made it more difficult for one to explain what was true and not.

Alright, you have been telling people how badly I treat you. I guess I shall prove you right for at least once then. ​​

Shocked, the crowd thought, wow, didn't expect that. She isn't someone to displease. None of the Carter's is actually.

Frank was confused and shocked, as well. Really? Evette actually thinks so? What's going on there?

Evette was in a fluster. She intended to snatch the phone from Nathalia while shouting, "No, dad, it's not true. Nathalia's making things up. I didn't..."

Nathalia hung up and put her mobile in her pocket before Evette could finish what she was saying.

"Nathalia, why are you treating me like this?" Evette glared and shouted at Nathalia furiously. She was trembling with anger and had totally forgotten about maintaining her image as a gentle and pretty girl she usually presented to others. The crowd was shocked to see a totally different Evette, of which Nathalia was aware.

"Evette, I'm your older sister. Even if you don't like me, you should at least respect our family, our parents. What you said was very disrespectful."

What Nathalia said made sense to everyone, and Evette couldn't think of a word to object, but she played the innocent game and tears filled her eyes, helplessly she tried to say something "You..." but stopped.

Seeing her tears, the guys felt protective and forgot about how Evette behaved earlier. She's the prettiest and gentlest girl at school.

Then a pretty girl with a pointed chin came over with a few glasses of wine. She smiled sweetly, her manners gentle and graceful—a standard good girl. Standing next to Evette, she looked, however, comparatively plain.

"Evette, please don't be upset. It's just miscommunication. You two are good sisters. Come, have a drink with your sister and forgive and forget."

Nathalia took a closer look at the girl and then realized it was Zoe Allen, Evette's best friend. If Nathalia remembered correctly, Zoe caused a riot about a year later.

She looked innocent and naïve, but deep down, she was vain and calculating.

Nathalia was surprised that Evette listened and did what Zoe suggested. She took two glasses, one for herself and handed one to Nathalia. "I'm sorry, Nathalia. I shouldn't have said that. From now on, I will be your good sister." Evette apologized.

Nathalia bit her lower lip slightly and thought, You think I will believe you? You are my enemy forever. She looked into Evette's eyes without blinking or the intention of accepting the drink.

Evette was still trying hard to control her anger. Though her cheeks were red and she was fuming, she composed herself.

The crowd started to help ease the tension.

"Come on, Nathalia. Evette has apologized. Why don't you forgive her?"

"Yeah. It's not like it's a big deal."

"You are sisters. Just forgive and forget."

Nathalia remained calm. Her hands in her pocket, she looked at ease, indifferent, and confident.

Zoe came closer to Nathalia and smiled her sweet smile again "Nathalia, if you don't accept the drink, it means you don't forgive Evette. Please, you are sisters. Evette is genuinely sorry. Can you please forgive her?"

Nathalia noticed that Zoe knew how to talk and convince people. Her soft-spoken tone had a charm not only on the guys but also the girls.

Tony joined in as well, but he took a different approach. He glared at Nathalia and demanded, "Take the drink! Evette has apologized."

The crowd chorused. Nathalia knitted her brows for a second, and she reacted quickly. "Evette, you are my younger sister. What I'm doing is for your own good. Please stop acting childish and disrespectful" She played her part as a responsible older sister.

Evette was growing extremely impatient, but she managed not to show it.

Zoe concluded in a smile, "Come, a drink each. Cheers."

Evette downed her glass. "Nathalia, I sincerely apologize. From now on, I won't go against you anymore." She sounded genuine and apologetic.

Now everyone was watching and waiting for Nathalia. She sighed helplessly. Now I have to drink. Shit. It's a trap. She looked around, and swiftly she snatched the drink in Tony's hand and gulped.

Tony was startled. What is she doing? Why did she take my drink? But Evette passed him another drink with a smile. Seeing her cheerful face, Tony accepted happily and didn't think about his drink stolen anymore.

The vibe then changed. Zoe and Evette exchanged a triumphant look as if they had plotted something, and it had gone the way they wanted.

"Come, let's dance." Evette grabbed Nathalia's hand, cheerfully.

Evette put her arms up and waved, then rock music played. She shook her bum, swayed her hair, moved the moves.

All the guys set their eyes on her, her seductive moves, her pretty face. In a short while, she was dancing everywhere, people gathered around her, one tune after another.

Nathalia was surrounded, and reluctantly, she danced a bit, but she kept her eyes on Tony cautiously.

His face seemed to grow twisted, and Nathalia felt her body growing hot, and without realizing, she was taking her own clothes off and dancing frantically. Her eyes grew red, and her vision blurry.

She panicked. Have I fallen into their trap? But I took Tony's drink. Secretively, she managed to make a phone call.

When she was about to sneak out, someone blocked her. "Nathalia."

It was Ben. Why is he here as well? Now Nathalia was more worried.

Evette came over suddenly, and she pushed Ben towards Nathalia. "Ben, you came. I knew you would come for my sister, Nathalia."

Ben put his arm around Nathalia's waist and pulled her towards him close. Nathalia struggled to free herself. Ben looked distressed, and he looked at Nathalia affectionately, "Nathalia, don't get engaged to Spencer Davidson, please. I love you more than he does."

What's happening here? What are they plotting? One after another. Nathalia was confused and stressed.

Her head was spinning. All of a sudden, she threw a kick at Ben angrily. "Leave me alone. I will rather live my life alone than spend one day with you!"

She was trying to agitate him and kicked him again, but still, he would not let go of her and kept on begging. "I promise I will make you happy. I will take good care of you."

Nathalia felt a sudden wave of heat growing inside her heart was racing. They have even done something to Tony's drink! Seriously? They have really planned it.

She screamed and laughed, "Hahaha. Your promise means nothing! You are nothing to me."