The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 168: Chapter 168: Pick Her Up After School_1

Audrick’s original intention was not to have Ghania Quinlan associated with him and take advantage of his sister.

He never expected things to blow up like this.

He wanted to stand up for her, yet his actions ended up hurting Nathalie Quinlan instead.

At the moment, his throat felt as if it was being strangled by an invisible hand, his mood plummeting to an extreme, the guilt and self-reproach almost suffocating him.

He clenched his phone tightly.

His mouth set in determination, he logged into his own account and impulsively updated his status.

[Audrick Zachmann V: Do you understand the ins and outs of the situation? Have you interacted with my sister? Do you know her? On what grounds do you criticize her? To those demanding I apologize, I’ll leave my words here, you don’t need to leave me messages, I won’t apologize! My sister has done nothing wrong, and I won’t let her apologize, I’ll always stand by my sister’s side! If you want my sister to apologize, fine, I’ll retire from the entertainment Circle!]

Agent: ...

Assistant: ...

It was as if the sky had fallen for them both.

They were utterly devastated.

Sir, although we all know you come from a very wealthy family and largely just dabble in the entertainment industry for fun, isn’t it a bit... too extreme to talk about retiring just to defend your sister?

*

Audrick took a hard stance against internet trolls and even claimed he would retire from the entertainment Circle.

For a time, this matter reached the peak of publicity.

In the afternoon, many students from No. 1 Middle School stole glances at Nathalie Quinlan as they left school.

Jhovany Sullivan and those from Class A spontaneously gathered around her, forming a protective shield.

Indignant, they said, ”Nathalie, these people are laughable! Jane Bailey tried to harm someone with a note but failed. How did that become us bullying her in school?”

”Just because she’s from a single-parent family? Her mom was hospitalized and thought about suicide because of this, so now it’s our fault?”

Jhovany Sullivan clenched her fists, speaking furiously, ”What’s more outrageous is the police’s attitude. They clearly know what’s going on, yet during interviews, their chief was vague, implying that you used connections to pressure the police and bully Jane Bailey!”

”Nathalie, shall I go to the police? I was involved too, I can give a statement and testify for you.” Justin Wafford, who belonged to the Circle and knew much more than they did, held her back and told her to keep quiet, ”This matter isn’t as simple as you think.”

The attitude of the police clearly indicated someone was out to get Nathalie Quinlan.

They just didn’t know who.

Nathalie Quinlan was quite composed, only commenting, ”No matter how they distort the facts, they can’t change the truth. Let them make a fuss.”

She said no more.

As soon as she stepped out of the school gate, she spotted the Phaeton parked outside.

The tall man with long legs was still wearing the shirt she bought him, complemented by a black trench coat. His suit pants hugged his strong legs, revealing smooth, powerful lines.

He was just leaning there, biting on a nicotine inhaler, looking down at his phone.

Standing there, he seemed to capture all the light around him.

Naturally the center of attention.

The students from Class A noticed Amadeus Yancey too, having met him before. Sensibly, they told Nathalie Quinlan, ”Nathalie, your boyfriend’s here to pick you up, so we’ll not accompany you home.”

Only Freddy Cagwin, watching the striking man from a distance, had a dim look in his eyes and remained silent, hands tucked into his clothes pockets.

Nathalie Quinlan was now practically allergic to the words ”boyfriend.” When she heard them calling Amadeus Yancey her boyfriend, she wanted to clarify, but explaining wasn’t her style. So she waved to the group and crossed the street...

This time Alfred Garland didn’t drive.

He had driven over himself.

Nathalie Quinlan got into the passenger seat and buckled herself in with the seatbelt.

Noticing a cup of iced lemon water beside her, she picked it up in surprise and turned to ask, ”Did you buy this for me?”