The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 689: Amadeus Uses the Beauty Trap_1

"Nathalie, can’t you... do me a favor?" Amadeus Yancey’s profound eyes mixed with a smirk, his nasal voice was very alluring.

Even Phoebe Hoffman and others felt his attitude towards Nathalie Quinlan was different from how he treated everyone else.

Phoebe Hoffman’s face darkened slightly, looking quite displeased.

Brian Bonette was somewhat surprised, he lifted his eyelids to glance in the girl’s direction, just in time to see her raising her hand to tug on her cap.

Under the duckbill cap, her delicate and beautiful profile was revealed.

It was incredibly eye-catching.

He had initially been shocked by his friend’s behavior, but upon seeing Nathalie Quinlan’s face, he instantly regained his composure.

Audrick Zachmann’s cousin was indeed very attractive, and as a man, he could understand the aesthetic appreciation of another man, it’s just that... was she perhaps too young?

Was she only eighteen this year?

He stroked his chin, thinking quite far ahead.

Moreover, would the Yancey Family agree to such a girl becoming the Yancey Family daughter-in-law? The Yancey Family was a true, century-old family of distinguished honor, and being a Yancey daughter-in-law required more than just a pretty face.

Mr. Yancey wouldn’t agree.

Additionally, the Yancey Family’s resolute young lady, Amadeus’s aunt Candice Yancey, likely wouldn’t agree either, right?

Nathalie Quinlan had no idea what they were thinking, she just felt incredibly flustered being asked, and just as she was about to refuse once more, she locked eyes with the man’s deep black pupils that seemed deep enough to drown her.

Nathalie Quinlan: ...

She had a lot to say stuck in her throat, utterly blocked. Knitting her brows, she stared at him, seriously suspecting that he was using his good looks as a tactic.

Amadeus Yancey saw the girl squinting her eyes at him, his long eyelashes shadowing the blackness underneath his eyes. He raised a hand, rubbed his brow, and said softly again, "Master Cadmus has contributed to the country; the project he is researching is also the kind that benefits all humans."

"He has constantly been tormented by migraines, can’t eat, nor sleep well; if this continues, not to mention whether he can focus on his scientific research, his body can’t even take it. All you need to do is take a look at him, you don’t have to do anything else..."

What Amadeus Yancey said in the first sentence moved her. Nathalie Quinlan had intended to refuse, but now she found herself unable to say the words.

She fell silent for a moment, thought it over, then pursed her lips without making a fuss, looked up, and said, "I understand, I’ll make some time."

Alfred Garland was more excited than anyone, immediately asking, "Ms. Quinlan, when can you make time at the earliest?"

"The soonest would be three days later," Nathalie Quinlan gave a specific timeframe, her eyes extremely dark, wild and rogue-like, "I also need time to work on that programming."

What programming, was self-explanatory.

Phoebe Hoffman’s face turned even more pale.

Utterly absurd!

This Nathalie Quinlan was really going to The Ninth Institute to treat Master Cadmus’s illness—what would a high school student know about that?

And that programming, she hadn’t believed from the start that Nathalie Quinlan could solve the source code’s dilemma in just two days!

"Cadmus..." She opened her mouth, had just started to speak forcefully when she met the man’s sweeping gaze.

Bloodthirsty and indifferent.

Completely different from the man who had just been mixing his look with a smirk.

Very authoritative.

As if warning her, if she uttered another word, she’d regret it.

Phoebe Hoffman felt extremely aggrieved in her heart, pinching the palm of her hand tightly, it took her a while to recover, forcing herself to suppress the dissatisfaction boiling inside.

Amadeus Yancey casually glanced at her once then began to issue an order for the guests to leave.

"I’m tired, if there’s nothing else, you all should leave."

Brian Bonette got up knowingly, not waiting to be driven away. He gave Nathalie Quinlan a profound look and said, "I appreciate Ms. Quinlan’s help with the programming."

As for the matter of treating Master Cadmus... he preferred not to comment for the time being.