Nathalia was confident, but she was never narcissistic. She didn't think she was charming enough to make someone like Nate Morgan fall in love with her, and pretty much at first sight.

Perhaps he likes me as a person, but it's impossible that he fancies me. She thought.

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Wendy didn't know what to think about it. Nathalia could easily have what everyone dreamed about, but she wasn't interested at all.

"This is a great honor, a huge compliment, don't you think? Don't you feel proud at all? Any other woman would." Wendy questioned curiously.

"I do feel proud." Nathalia looked at her, innocently, "Because Spencer loves me. I feel like I'm the luckiest person in the world. But I'm not interested in any other man." She was sincere as she had always been.

There's a lot of temptation, arguments, madness in this world, all I want to do to live with my love. Whether someone else loves me or not, I'm not interested.

Wendy gave up. "He's right that you are odd. Any woman, anyone, even if they don't like him, they will be screaming with pride." She's a strange one. She doesn't care a bit at all.

Nathalia pouted her lips and said, "Compared to Spencer, he's nothing." As she said so, she took a look at the time and recalled that Spencer had said he would call her later.

Wendy was happy for Nathalia and felt envious at the same time. "Yes, your Spencer is great, but..." But Nate Morgan is great too. I wonder what it would be like to see the two of them meeting each other.

Nathalia rolled her eyes at Wendy. I love Spencer, and of course, he's the best man to me. Doesn't she understand?

Kelly had finally managed to squeeze through the crowd to get close to Nate. She went up to him, all smiles. "Mr. Nate Morgan, can I dance with you later?"

Nate frowned, and without hesitation, he said, "No."

"Huh?" Kelly was shocked and embarrassed, yet she didn't want to give up. "Why?" she asked.

The crowd looked at her mockingly. Impatiently, Nate said, "You are filthy. I don't want to get dirty."

"What?" Kelly was utterly confused and hurt. What sort of excuse is that?!

A lady in the crowd finally spoke with a disdainful sneer, "Miss Kelly Berry, poor girl, can you not afford a new dress? Why are you wearing a dirty old dress for the party? Have the Berry family not been doing well financially?"

In fact, people had noticed it, but no one told her about the dirt on her dress. They watched and mocked at her secretively.

Kelly was even more puzzled now. Angrily, she retorted, "Nonsense! We have plenty of money! My dress is new!"

It was a specially designed dress that had cost a fortune, and it matched her diamond-studded crown beautifully. She had bought it for tonight.

Mrs. Berry then saw the dirt on the back of Kelly's dress and gasped. "Kelly, what have you done? Your dress looks filthy. What happened?" There were black stains all over the back of the white dress. She had been walking about wearing the dress without knowing while everyone was laughing at her silently. How embarrassing!

Hearing what her mother said, Kelly was stunned. She looked around the crowd and finally noticed the contempt on their faces.

I'm sure it was perfectly fine when I put it on at home. I've checked carefully. How did it happen? Then she caught sight of Nathalia and angrily, she rushed towards her. "Nathalia Davidson! Did you do it?!" It must be her! She thought to herself. But how? It must have been when I was on the balcony! Evil bitch! And she tricked me, saying that my make-up was spoiled.

Before she could reach Nathalia, a bodyguard stopped her. Nathalia remained seated, looking calm and innocent. "I've done many things. What is it that you are referring to?"

"You! You... my dress..." Kelly was so furious that she stammered. "How could you do this to me?! You are jealous of me, aren't you?! Don't you feel ashamed at all? After what you did to my sister and now you..."

She felt terribly humiliated. With all these most important people in town watching, with Nate Morgan watching, she had been played like a fool. Why?! Why?! She can't do this to me!

People gathered around and watched with excitement.

Nathalia cut her short and said indifferently, "Get to the point. I don't have time to watch your pretentious acting."

"I'm not acting!" Kelly screamed. "You made my dress dirty! I know it's you!"

"You know? How do you know? Prove it." Nathalia said calmly. Wendy knew that it was Nathalia that did it, and she was amazed by her calmness. Nathalia is incredible! No one could beat her in any argument.

"Come on, Miss Kelly Berry, as you said, your family has plenty of money. Just go and buy a new one. It's just a dress. Don't accuse Nathalia of what she hasn't done." Wendy added supportively.

Feeling unjust and unsupported, Kelly was in tears. "You two did it together. I..." Then she caught sight of Steve in the crowd, and she shouted to him, "Steve Walken, you were there at the balcony then. You must have seen them do it. Tell everyone the truth, please."

Everyone pricked up their ears. Even Nate Morgan was watching curiously.

Steve shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said, "I didn't see it. Why would Nathalia do it anyway? Don't be ridiculous. Just go home and get changed."

Kelly glared at Steve. She stomped her feet furiously. "You, all of you planned this against me!" She burst out sobbing.

Herman Berry quickly came over and took her by her arm. He took off his jacket and put it on her. "Kelly, let me take you home." It was embarrassing enough. He knew it would only get worse if he didn't interrupt.

Nathalia obviously had everyone's support, and the Berries would only embarrass themselves even more if they stayed.

Kelly shook her head, tears running down her face. "No. I'm not leaving. It's unfair..."

Holding her chin with her palms, Nathalia smiled and said, "Poor girl. It must be a great loss for you, with the dress spoiled. I will buy you a new one. Don't worry."