The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 503: Is He the Worm in Her Belly?_1

Alfred Garland subconsciously turned his head to look at the man beside him, almost blurting out "Amadeus, I’m asking you," but fortunately, before the words left his mouth, he choked them back and silently swallowed them.

Nathalie Quinlan was quite agitated, she pressed down the brim of her hat, unsure of how to explain yet feeling it was necessary to offer an explanation, "Someone just came to talk to me, I was so focused on speaking with her that I didn’t check my phone."

She didn’t say the latter half of the sentence.

The kind of message from Amadeus Yancey asking ’Where are you’ ’What are you doing’ she usually treated as junk messages, so if it wasn’t someone she was really close to, she generally wouldn’t reply.

But to the message he sent... she probably would have replied.

Nathalie Quinlan was quite annoyed, and she didn’t know why she subconsciously felt she would reply to him, she pursed her lips slightly, the corners of her uplifted eyes showing some irritation.

"I didn’t mean to not reply to your message."

When Amadeus Yancey saw she was all right, his heart had already settled down quite a bit, how could he seriously begrudge her such a trivial matter as not replying to a message, he raised an eyebrow, his gaze intense as he watched her, asked, "Did someone come to see you?"

"Ah." Bringing that up, Nathalie Quinlan’s face showed a hint of mockery, her body clearly relaxed, she obviously didn’t take it seriously, "Not just one person came to find me, there have already been two or three groups."

Amadeus Yancey changed the angle to hold his phone so he could see her more clearly, his face color slightly cold, but his expression seemed impassive, it was hard to tell if he was angry or not.

"What did they want with you?"

He didn’t continue to dwell on the issue of the message, Nathalie Quinlan relaxed a lot more, her eyes and brows aloof, the whole person sat on the chair in a casual way, her gaze quite wild, "Nothing much. Just telling me that it’s not too late for tears now, urging me to admit my mistakes early, that they’re willing to forgive me."

"..." Alfred Garland was nearby, hearing her speak in such a careless tone and seeing her face wearing an indifferent roguish air, the corner of his mouth twitched.

Ms. Quinlan, I know you’re not afraid, but please give the Wilmar family some face and restrain yourself a bit!

If the people from the Wilmar family saw Ms. Quinlan still having this ’I don’t give a damn’ attitude, wouldn’t they be enraged to death?

He was unaware that Ivy Wilmar had already been angered to death by Nathalie Quinlan and was still suffering from chest pains, unable to catch her breath.

Seeing her nonchalant demeanor, Amadeus Yancey, on the other hand, curved his lips up into a smile, letting go of the remaining half of his concern.

His eyes seemed to penetrate into people’s hearts, while Alfred Garland looked utterly foolish, Amadeus had already grasped what Nathalie Quinlan had left unsaid.

"Do you have something on Jecksen Wilmar?"

He spoke very casually.

Many times, the tone he used when talking to Nathalie Quinlan was very similar to hers, both had the air of not taking things seriously, as if there were many things in the world not worth their attention. Even when he inquired into matters of the Illegal Zone, Alfred saw that he handled it with ease and laziness.

Only with matters related to Nathalie Quinlan, could a rare look of concern be seen on his face.

Alfred silently retracted his line of sight, feeling that in this video call there wasn’t really a place for him, he wasn’t much different from a prop in the background.

Because he couldn’t understand a thing Amadeus was talking about.

Jecksen Wilmar might be incompetent, but he was still from the Wilmar family. Ms. Quinlan was powerful, but the people she knew were all from the McKinney circle, where could she find something on Jecksen Wilmar?

The Wilmar family weren’t fools; if Jecksen Wilmar had any weaknesses, they would have cleaned them up long ago, definitely not leaving anything now for others to grasp!

"..."

Nathalie Quinlan hadn’t expected him to be so clever. Without saying anything, he could figure out she held something against Jecksen Wilmar in her hand.