Chapter 775: Amadeus: You’re a Student, You Don’t Have Money_1
Chapter 775: Amadeus: You’re a Student, You Don’t Have Money_1
"Then it’s Imperial Hotel."
Nathalie hummed in response, without objection, her eyes still lowered, her heart pondering the WhatsApp message she had only half-read earlier, Jhovany Sullivan was asking if she had heard anything...
She was heading to her residence unhurried, lost in thought, thus not bothering to look up at the man still speaking to her.
Suddenly, a hand appeared on the wall in front of her, stopping her in her tracks.
Nathalie looked up irritably to find herself facing the handsome face of the man leaning down towards her, the depths of his eyes seemingly holding a fragmented light, captivating enough to draw her in.
"Nathalie, shouldn’t you explain to me how you easily resolved the Lizard’s Tail virus issue?"
"..."
Upon hearing this, Nathalie cursed under her breath—she knew he would ask.
But being pinned against the wall made her feel uncomfortable and at a loss. She pushed at his chest a bit, her whole body emanating an impatience she couldn’t hide, yet her beautiful dark pupils didn’t meet his gaze: "...Move aside first."
Amadeus Yancey watched as the girl turned her head away, revealing a stretch of her fair and slender neck from beneath her scarf—striking and eye-catching.
Stubbornly adorable!
He languidly lifted his hand, appearing gentlemanly and easygoing, yet made no move to clear the path in front of Nathalie.
"Besides Lizard’s Tail, I remember a long time ago the Red Alliance also offered a high reward for rare materials on the Black Market."
He didn’t mention it, but Nathalie nearly forgot about the incident. She recalled that Uncle Cagwin was in dire straits at the time, and she had offered a reward for rare materials on the Black Market, with someone raising the price three times and then disappearing afterward.
She quelled the restlessness in her eyes, folded her arms, and looked daringly unrestrained, "What explanation do you want to hear?"
Seeing her reaction, Amadeus almost confirmed the guess in his heart.
Nathalie was the Red Alliance’s sun.
An internationally renowned hacker mastermind.
If only those outside knew that the almost mythologized sun was still attending high school in McKinney, he couldn’t imagine their reactions.
Especially Sadam Vinson, who seemed to admire her greatly since the last time they checked locations.
If Sadam Vinson knew that the sun he often mentioned was Nathalie, that scene...
He leaned his head back slightly and chuckled, pondering on how to respond to the question, "Hmm... It depends on how you want to explain it."
I damn well don’t want to explain!
That was what Nathalie thought, but her face showed no emotion as she said indifferently, "Then it’s what you guessed."
Amadeus couldn’t help but laugh again, curving his lips in a mischievous smile that swept across his troublemaking face, "Oh, what did I guess?"
"..." He was clearly teasing her.
Nathalie lifted the corners of her eyes in annoyance; her jet-black eyes clearly demarcated between black and white, hands in her pockets, she pulled up the hood of her hoodie, deliberately not looking at him: "You know very well."
Seeing that he was about to vex her, Amadeus tempered the frivolous look in his eyes, lifted a hand, ruffled the girl’s hair, and spoke with a more controlled expression, "Imperial Hotel, tomorrow night, don’t forget."
At the mention of formal matters, Nathalie became more receptive, relaxing her posture, and replied languidly, "I know."
Speaking of which, she remembered something.
"Oh, right." Nathalie lifted her head, her expression earnest, "Should I buy a gift for your grandfather?"
It seemed there was a custom of bringing gifts when meeting elders.
No one had taught her these things; she wasn’t particularly clear on the etiquette.
"Ha." Amadeus looked down to meet her puzzled eyes, his heart as if tugged by a slender thread, feeling a delicate ache, and he chuckled, his eyes twinkling brightly, "No need. You’re still a student, without money. Let him buy you a gift instead."
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