“Okay, okay, friends, let’s just joke around. It’s nothing,” Queena smiled and quickly diffused the awkward situation with a few words.
Queena had already been in the news many times for her upcoming engagement ceremony with Patrick today. She was now a hot topic among various media outlets, and even some reporters followed her all the way to the styling shop. As soon as Queena finished her hair and makeup, one reporter couldn’t wait to interview her.
“Hello Miss Dillon, I’m a journalist from Paragon Entertainment. I’d like to ask you: after your engagement ceremony with Mr. Pansy today, when are you two planning on having your wedding? Some people say that you used to work as a singer in bars before becoming Mrs. Pansy, has this affected your mindset now?”
This reporter was clearly well-prepared and wanted to achieve high KPIs for herself. The singers who came along with Queena were laughing earlier but their faces fell when they heard about questions regarding their jobs.
However, since Queena was now a public figure she couldn’t say anything too negative about them.
Amy tugged at Queena’s sleeve from behind.
Queena shook her head slightly indicating that they didn’t need to worry about it before looking up calmly at the reporter saying, “Yes it is true that I used to sing in bars with my friends but I don’t think this defines me or my career path. Every job is important.”
“As for Patrick… some may think we’re not compatible but we truly love each other and I will be his supportive wife while also trying my best to learn more about finance so he doesn’t have too much on his plate.”
“As for our wedding ceremony… it depends on him really; he’s very busy lately so I don’t want him distracted by these things right now.”
Queena’s response to this question can be described as watertight, leaving no room for leakage. However, at the end, there was a subtle part that seemed to allude to Jane. After all, it was because of her that Jane and Patrick’s engagement ceremony was canceled, which was quite a sensational piece of news.
She had answered many such questions recently, well aware of what the reporters were after.
Although the entertainment reporter was initially reluctant, she seemed quite satisfied by the end. After all, adding some spice to entertainment news was nothing new.
“Alright, my friends and I have some things to attend to. If you want to interview me, we can schedule another time.” Queena’s words were clear enough for the reporter to understand her meaning. Since she had achieved her own goals, there was no need for her to disturb anyone else’s private life.
“Okay then. If you have other matters to attend to today, I’ll leave now. I’m sorry for bothering you today and goodbye.”
After the reporter left, Queena’s friends swarmed around her with envy or jealousy or surprise in their eyes. However, they all praised Queena with their words.
“I didn’t expect that! You handled that situation so easily! You really are something special!”
“That’s right! You will have a good life from now on! But did you hear what that woman said? How could she look down on bar singers like us?”
The group of people chatted away while Queena shrugged and smiled kindly at them. “It’s nothing really; this kind of thing happens a lot lately so I’m used it by now. Alright then, I still need someone else to do my hair and makeup so please wait for me a little longer.”
As for the Pansy family…
The so-called “coming prepared” was when Queena had just finished answering the reporter’s questions, news about Queena’s engagement ceremony scheduled for tonight was already exposed online. Moreover, there was a video accompanying the news, showing Queena with the resident singers in the styling shop.
Melissa happened upon it and immediately became furious after watching the video clip; she couldn’t even wait one moment before storming off in search of Beatrice.
“Beatrice! Look at what that Queena is saying! She thinks she can become something great out of nowhere? And calling herself virtuous? This is clearly an insult towards you!”
Beatrice furrowed her brow in confusion as Melissa handed over her phone showing the video playing on screen.
But halfway through watching it herself, Beatrice turned pale; evidently reaching a limit when it came down tolerating anything more from Queena anymore.
Beatrice angrily flipped her phone over on the couch and muttered, “I gave her a taste of her own medicine, but who does she think she is?”
Melissa was waiting for Beatrice to say just that. With just a few words, Melissa convinced Beatrice to leave with her and storm into the styling shop.
When they arrived at the shop, Queena was still having her makeup done by the stylist while the women she brought with her chatted in small groups. Upon hearing the door open, Queena turned around and saw Melissa and Beatrice enter. Her expression immediately soured.
“Oh look who’s here! How dare you speak like a housewife behind my back?!”
Melissa couldn’t hold back anymore. She had already tolerated Queena’s insults several times before but this time it was too much, answering the reporter’s questions like that!
No way could her cousin be with someone like that!
“Melissa what are you talking about? Patrick and I are getting engaged soon,” said Queena defensively.
Compared to before, Queena seemed more vulnerable now as she spoke softly. But Melissa didn’t care about timing; instead, she looked around at everyone present before launching into sarcastic remarks.
Those guys Amy hung out with in nightclubs weren’t exactly saints either; they were not exactly innocent people either! As soon as this woman started mocking them, all of them got angry and started hitting both Beatrice and Melissa with their handbags without any regard for anything else.
Beatrice considered herself an elegant lady who couldn’t fight off four hands at once so eventually they both left the styling shop looking disheveled.
Beatrice remained silent on their way home while Melissa had red marks on her face from being scratched during their altercation. The more she thought about it though, the more indignant she became. How could someone who wasn’t even respectable enough to be called an entertainer have any right to argue?
After returning home to the Pansy family estate, Melissa went straight upstairs into her room seething inside. She picked up her phone dialed Merlin. “Hey where are you?”