The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 1021: Nathalie: Farewell, Can’t Afford to Offend

Sadam Vinson’s expression immediately became animated.

He recommended seven stocks to Nathalie Quinlan, and although six of them rose, only one surged to the point of a margin call. Nathalie was lucky, as she only chose one out of the seven.

And it just so happened to be that very stock that surged to a margin call!

This kind of luck was a bit too explosive.

After pondering for a moment, Sadam Vinson, with an experienced air, propped himself on his hand: "Nathalie, you should go back and sell that stock, it’s peaked already. I’ll recommend some new ones to you later."

"Mhm." Nathalie Quinlan replied nonchalantly, without mentioning that she had already sold the stock at its peak.

The stock has already begun to fall.

If Sadam Vinson hasn’t sold yet, he might end up missing out on 7% of potential profits by the time he gets back.

But she couldn’t very well say that; even if she did, Sadam Vinson might not believe her.

Seeing Nathalie actually follow his stock purchase, Sadam Vinson got excited and enthusiastically said to her: "Actually, Nathalie, if you’re interested in stock trading, you should pay attention to someone."

"Who?" Nathalie Quinlan asked, giving him face and following up his lead.

"This person is quite mysterious, goes by SN. Just buy whatever ’he’ buys, this dude is pretty badass in stock trading. He seldom makes a move, but when he does, it’s always spot on. In terms of investment returns, Jaycent Kingsley isn’t even on par with SN."

As Sadam Vinson said this, it was as if something clicked in his head, and he turned to Amadeus Yancey, who was next to Nathalie Quinlan, and said: "Amadeus, what’s the story with this SN? I’ve got a feeling ’he’ has got some background in the Illegal Zone. The way ’he’ named himself reminds me of someone. What’s the name of the Red Alliance leader again?"

Amadeus Yancey, holding Pai Gow Poker cards in his hands and throwing one out, looked over with a smirk and a deep voice: "Sun."

"Oh oh oh. Right, SUN!" Sadam Vinson’s mind seemed to be enlightened, and he said with a tone of seriousness: "Isn’t SN just an acronym for SUN, missing only the middle letter U. Do you think these two could be related?"

He didn’t notice that when he said this, Nathalie Quinlan unnaturally lifted her hand to adjust the brim of her hat.

Everyone else was caught up in Sadam Vinson’s words.

After all, the Illegal Zone, Red Alliance, and SN were topics they usually didn’t come across.

Only Amadeus Yancey noticed the girl’s subtle gesture, and his eyes darkened slightly: "What do you think their relationship is?"

This question stumped Sadam Vinson. After deliberating a bit and stroking his chin, he felt like he might have been overthinking and was making a mountain out of a molehill. He sat back down and mumbled to himself: "I didn’t hear any connection between the two, so it must be a coincidence. It can’t possibly be the same person, nobody is that lazy to not bother thinking of a name and just go with an acronym."

If word got out that the big shot Sun of the Red Alliance and the stock market mogul SN were the same person, not to mention domestically, even the Illegal Zone would be shaken.

"Such a badass wouldn’t be so casual in choosing a name." Sadam Vinson convinced himself he had uncovered the truth.

It was just a coincidence.

But then, at that very moment, Amadeus Yancey won at cards. As he put down his Pai Gow Poker, he lifted his thin lips slightly, with his beautiful eyes squinting subtly, and tossed the topic over to the girl on the sofa: "Right, Nathalie?"

Nathalie Quinlan: ...

Hehehe~!

"Why are you asking Nathalie? She doesn’t know about these things," Sadam Vinson said, still acting like a clueless guy, with his legs crossed in a carefree manner.

Nathalie Quinlan had already stood up, picked up her phone, and said: "You guys talk; I’m going to the restroom."