6 Chapter 6: A Pleasure Seeker

"The Carters has a market value of billions. This is nothing." Mrs. Carter said in a casual tone and paid with her card, unwillingly. To show others that she loved Nathalia more and as a "punishment" to Evette, she didn't get Evette the diamond jewelry.

Never had Evette felt so embarrassed and angry. She would have let it out if there weren't others around.

Nathalia was pleased with the victory. Do you want to play a good mother? Well, it costs.

Mrs. Wilson invited Nathalia again to the party, and Nathalia played the same trick, looking at Mrs. Carter in silence, implying it was all up to Mrs. Carter to decide.

"Come on, Mrs. Carter. Let her go to the party. Don't be too strict with the girl." Mrs. Wilson saw the implication.

Mrs. Carter's face was twitching with rage. There was no way she could explain herself without sounding disingenuous. All she could do was swallow her anger and nodded, "Of course, Nathalia should go to the party."

Just then, the VIP room door opened behind Nathalia, and a charming-looking couple walked out.

The woman was ravishing, with sharp facial features, a tapering chin, twinkling eyes, long curly hair falling on her shoulders. A tight black dress reached just down her hips and revealed noticeable curves at the right places. Absolutely alluring.

The man had a flawless face, an artwork of perfection. His chiseled face made him an irresistible object of desire. Even the male peers would gaze upon him with awe and amazement. Especially those deep-set eyes, like they could see through your soul and charmed you within seconds.

A great silence fell on everyone as the couple made their presence.

Nathalia paused, turned around, and wondered. Ha, so there was someone in the VIP room.

She recognized the woman straight away, Wendy Allen, the most popular superstar nowadays.

The man looked familiar to her, but she failed to recognize him.

Evette, who was standing next to Nathalia, was beaming with excitement as she'd just seen the one she had been dreaming of.

"My gosh! It's Spencer Davidson."

Spencer Davidson, that's who he is. Nathalia then understood.

Spencer Davidson, the only son of one of the richest and powerful tycoons in the world. Presidents of various countries were regular visitors at the Davidsons'. It was said that a small move of the Davidsons' could easily alter the path of the world economy.

Known as a playboy and a real pleasure seeker, Spencer Davidson was very often seen with famous female superstars. News about him was frequently covered in financial pages and tabloids. In the last few years, he frequented the East and had been dating Asian beauties.

The Carters' might be the richest in Miami, but compared to the Davidsons', they were nothing worth mentioning at all.

With people like Spencer Davidson, Nathalia usually kept her distance.

Spencer Davidson and Wendy Allen walked out from the VIP room like they owned the place while the manager followed behind them, all flattering, "Thank you! Mr. Davidson. Have a good day."

Wendy Allen was holding Spencer Davidson's arm and leaning on him. Extremely pleased with her present, she gave him a kiss and a coquettish grin, "Thank you, Spencer. I love it so much. I will make sure it's worth the price."

The set of necklace, bracelet, and earrings of rubies was worth over ten million. No wonder Wendy Allen would do anything to be with Spencer Davidson.

She was known to be daring and flirty in public. She could utter words so flirtatious that they would make the crowd blush and embarrassed while she enjoyed it very much. Nathalia was completely the opposite. She had never seen anyone like Wendy. Amazed, she watched in silence.

A pleasure-seeker indeed. Changing girlfriends regularly and the next one better than the previous one.

To everyone's surprise, Spencer Davidson put on a cold and stern look and pushed Wendy Allen away.

"It's a breakup present. From now on, you disappear from my life. I'm sick of you."

People were shocked, eyes wide open, except Evette, who was really pleased with what she heard, thinking She's just a temporary toy. How can she ever deserve Spencer at all!

Meanwhile, what was going on Nathalia's mind was A breakup present? Does he spend that much amount of money on every girl? Hmm. These girls aren't losing anything. It's a great deal for them. Sleep with him and get millions of dollars. Ha.

Wendy Allen shivered with shock. "Spencer, have you got a new girlfriend again? Who is she?"

Most girls never lasted more than a month, but Wendy Allen kept her crown for longer than usual, and she had been proud of herself. She was even picturing herself as Mrs. Davidson.

Now, all hopes vanished.

Spencer Davidson gave her a cheeky smile and replied, "Who do you think you are? It's none of your business."

He seemed to have this natural and forgivable pride in him, and somehow no one thought him wrong acting the way he was.

Looking at his flawless face, Wendy Allen had a mixed feeling of love and hate, and more so, she needed to know whom she lost the game too. "Please, I have to know. Tell me. Who is she?"

Spencer Davidson lifted his eyebrow, scanned around the shop, and his eyes fell at Evette and Nathalia's direction.

Evette's heart was racing. Gosh! He's looking at me!

Naturally, she perked up her breasts, ran her hand down her hair, and put on a flirtatious smile.

Spencer smiled, and it was a smile that immediately charmed all the women at the shop. However, he wasn't smiling at Evette. He waved his forefinger slightly and beckoned, "Nathalia, come over here."

Now, everyone was again shocked.

Evette stared at Nathalia with immense jealousy.

Mrs. Carter frowned. It sounds like they not only know each other but know each other well.

Nathalia? Did he just call me Nathalia? Nathalia was astounded and puzzled. She pointed at herself and questioned, "Me?"

The fact was that they didn't even know each other.

Realizing that Nathalia wasn't even making a move, Spencer Davidson walked towards her casually. Then he wrapped one arm around her waist, took her close to him and placed a kiss on her forehead.

"This is my new girlfriend, Miss Nathalia Carter." He announced.

The fresh fragrance of cologne greeted Nathalia's nose as the whole incident bewildered her completely. She blushed, and her hot pink cheeks made her look even more loveable.

Spencer Davidson couldn't help smiling, thinking You were a smart, crafty fox then, and now you are just a cute little pussy cat. Ha. Interesting.

Both Mrs. Carter and Evette looked like they had been turned to stone. All the ladies around were looking at each other, hoping to find confirmation of what they saw was real.

What's going on here?

Wendy Allen glared at Nathalia for a couple of minutes before she roared "What?! Are you serious? What's about her that's better than me? Look at her. She's all flat and naïve. What's wrong with you?" If it was someone who was fitter or better looking, Wendy would be able to understand. She felt humiliated.

Nathalia was a girl. She wasn't a woman yet. Surely, she wasn't supposed to be Spencer Davidson's cup of tea at all.