The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 771: Should We Start Calling Her Younger Sister-In-Law?_1

Brian Bonette came back to his senses, resting a hand on his forehead with a somewhat helpless expression, "Are you sure you didn’t let your personal emotions get involved when you dealt with this matter?"

He thought Amadeus Yancey would deny it, but to his surprise, the man was more candid than he had imagined. His peach blossom eyes, deep and fathomless, carried a sense of aloofness as his low, husky voice betrayed a hint of inadvertent protectiveness, "My person was almost bullied, am I not allowed to have feelings?"

"...Your person? So this is a heroic outburst for the sake of a beauty," Brian joked with a half-smile once he caught on, "Does that mean I should start calling Nathalie ’sister-in-law’?"

His words were mostly in jest and he hadn’t really expected Amadeus Yancey to take it seriously.

But never in his wildest dreams.

Amadeus Yancey smiled, his features softening with affection, "No need for that now, we’ll still have to wait a little longer..."

"Wait for what?"

Amadeus Yancey, without any intention to conceal, lazily lifted his eyes, "Wait for me to confess first."

Brian Bonette: "..." Is he serious?

He really has to start calling Nathalie... sister-in-law?

Brian Bonette envisioned in his mind the girl’s overly young face. Crazy as it was, she truly was an outstanding person, but here’s the thing—Nathalie Quinlan was only a high school senior, just about to enter university this year!

He tried to picture himself addressing a high school senior as sister-in-law and couldn’t help feeling choked up, the thought itself causing discomfort.

Sadam Vinson could be a real jerk, but Amadeus Yancey was always level-headed. Brian had once pondered what kind of woman would be worthy of the illustrious Mr. Yancey, thinking at the very least she would need to be on Caryn Zachmann’s level, capable in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, just a couple years younger, with a family background not too different...

Never had he imagined that a girl would come to McKinney, a high school senior no less, and effortlessly captivate him.

But Nathalie Quinlan...

Brian Bonette recalled the girl speaking confidently about autonomous driving technology in front of a host of foreign experts with a piece of chalk in her hand. Suddenly, it seemed the two were actually quite compatible.

Both with an intelligence that surpassed the ordinary.

Both strikingly eye-catching.

While he was still pondering this, his shoulder was suddenly tapped. Brian Bonette looked up and met the man’s line of sight.

Amadeus Yancey slightly lifted his chin, his gaze coldly falling on Phoebe Hoffman, who was collapsed on the ground, with an emotionless voice, "I’ll leave her to you."

"Where are you going?" Brian asked instinctively.

The next second, he regretted it.

"Chasing my girlfriend."

Brian Bonette: "..."

*

Outside the laboratory, Nathalie Quinlan had just finished giving Master Cadmus his final acupuncture treatment.

Master Cadmus woke up in less than an hour this time, feeling refreshed and rejuvenated, his complexion rosy. He asked the girl packing away the acupuncture pack, "Little miss, after this session of needles, I won’t need acupuncture anymore, right?"

Nathalie Quinlan neatly placed each silver needle back into its cloth case, tied it with a string, and put it in the pack. Hearing his question, she lifted her head and looked at him, replying politely and courteously, "That’s not necessarily the case, sir. It would be better if you could find someone to continue the acupuncture treatments. It’s just that I don’t have the time to stay at The Ninth Institute, as I need to return and prepare for my college entrance exam."

"..."

Master Cadmus, having heard about her academic performance from Wallace Radcliff and seeing the girl’s serious expression as she spoke of returning to prepare for exams, felt a sense of surreal disbelief.

But after all his years and all that he had seen in his long life, it was only a brief moment of astonishment before he regained his composure, turned his back, laughed a little, and said, "Have you really not considered following this old man to study bioengineering?"