The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 805: Freddy Cagwin Tips Off

The more he watched, the more he felt something was off. He took a few extra glances at the man swaying in front of him and suddenly said, "Amadeus, why do I feel like since you’ve returned, there’s a spring in your eye? Could you have...?" stumbled upon something good?

He remembered the scene he had inadvertently witnessed and also someone’s undisguised affection for Nathalie Quinlan, causing his heart to suddenly skip a beat.

A thought emerged in his mind.

Audrick Zachmann subconsciously denied it, observing the man who had been smiling ever since his return, appearing like a blooming iron tree.

The uneasy feeling grew stronger in his heart.

Damn it, couldn’t be, right?

"You couldn’t possibly..." He found it impossible to voice out.

Beast in clothing!

Scum of the earth!

Nathalie was only eighteen years old, still in her senior year of high school!

Hadn’t he promised himself he would wait until Nathalie’s university days???

Amadeus Yancey had been in a good mood for two consecutive days. Hearing this, he lifted his eyes. With deep-set eyes, he looked just like a man in love, brimming with unabashed joy.

"What couldn’t I possibly do?"

His voice was naturally deep and resonant, charmingly magnetic when he was in a good mood or when he spoke softly, unbeknownst to others.

Audrick Zachmann had been friends with him for many years. Seeing his reaction and the unconsciously happy expressions on his face, his heart sank and his throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton, unable to speak, "You and Nathalie couldn’t possibly..."

He couldn’t finish the sentence.

Afraid to ask the truth, only to have his grandfather break his leg in return.

"Hmm?" Amadeus Yancey was exceptionally patient today, placing his coat on the sofa. With long strides, he walked over and grabbed a bottle of mineral water from the table, grunting at him with a carefree look, far from his usual style of ignoring him completely if he was this bothersome, extremely approachable.

"What do you really want to ask?"

"I..." The more agreeable he was, the colder Audrick Zachmann’s heart felt.

He was agonizing over it.

Suddenly, Amadeus Yancey’s phone rang, and the man put the mineral water down without unscrewing the cap and bent over to pick up the phone.

He glanced at the caller ID.

It was McKinney’s number.

He had saved it with a note.

Freddy Cagwin.

"Who’s that calling at this time?" Alfred Garland vaguely saw the note on the phone but did not see the name clearly. He knew that Amadeus didn’t usually make notes for contacts, and noted names were usually important people. He did not think of McKinney at all, "Amadeus, a call from Beijing? Is it the young lady?"

He thought Candice Yancey was calling to ask if they had reached McKinney.

But Amadeus Yancey just raised an eyebrow and didn’t respond to him, walking aside to answer the call, "Hello, you need me for something?"

Freddy Cagwin got along well with Nathalie Quinlan, so Amadeus Yancey’s tone was quite gentle with him.

A gentleness that many in Beijing would not enjoy!

After all, the head of the Yancey family was not someone to be trifled with, a character even the likes of Ivy Wilmar’s mother, Raymond Wilmar, and their generation had to beware of, possessing the capital to be domineering anywhere.

"Nathalie is in trouble!"

Freddy Cagwin was direct, concisely relaying the phone call with Nathalie. In conclusion, his concern could not be hidden, "I think Nathalie has run into trouble. I heard that person mention offending somebody, telling Nathalie to keep her eyes open wider, sounds like someone from the underbelly of society..."

He was quite anxious, his voice fiery, "Nathalie is usually so low-key, how could she have attracted such people?"