The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 1042: Chapter 1042: Does it Take So Long to Pick Someone Up?

@ilovebeingskinny was following her, still complaining: ”What’s the matter, needing to meet someone? Can’t you just talk to me directly?”

He prattled on, but his movements were deft as he followed the girl into the first-floor tea restaurant.

*

Inside the tea restaurant.

Stella Iversen had finished a cup of coffee and was now standing up, visibly restless, her arms crossed and her expression steely: ”Principal, why hasn’t that freshman returned yet?”

She never used Nathalie Quinlan’s name, mainly out of disdain to remember it.

Jackson Wafford couldn’t be bothered with her hostility and remained fixated on the doorway, his brow slightly furrowed: ”Wait a bit longer.”

Stella Iversen glanced at her wristwatch, her face growing increasingly displeased: ”It’s been twenty minutes. She was just supposed to meet someone, not go looking for someone. Does it need to take this long?”

”...” Jackson Wafford didn’t respond.

Mainly because Stella Iversen’s antagonistic attitude was so overt, he didn’t want to speak too bluntly in front of the other three professors, not wanting to put her in an awkward position.

Logically, as Nathalie Quinlan was the rookie of the year at Tsinghua University and Stella Iversen was a Tsinghua professor, whether she taught in the Chinese Medicine department or not, in the broad sense, she was still a teacher of the students.

Where is it seen that a teacher treats their own student as an enemy, taking offense at every turn?

An physics professor, noticing Jackson Wafford’s reluctance to continue indulging Stella Iversen, stood up to mediate, saying between them, ”Alright, Professor Iversen. Hasn’t Nathalie just left for a little over ten minutes? It doesn’t seem like that long. She’s probably waiting for a friend to come down. Don’t worry too much, let’s wait a bit more. If she doesn’t return, we can go look for her.”

More than ten minutes wasn’t really that long.

But now, every minute and second was incredibly important to them.

Stella Iversen, frustrated, flung her hand in dismissal and huffed irritably: ”I said bringing a newbie here would just cause us trouble! It’s fine if she can’t help, but later we’ll have to split up to find her... I said, what friends could she probably have that could help us deliver the information!”

Jackson Wafford’s complexion turned poor, his brows tightly knitted, clearly holding back his emotions, his upbringing and politeness making him restrain himself from arguing.

But if Stella Iversen continued to make snide remarks, it would be a different story.

The physics professor playing peacemaker could see that Jackson was reaching his limit of endurance, and so he once again tried to calm the intransigent Stella Iversen, his face showing helplessness: ”Professor Iversen, please, the student is also trying to help us, her intentions were good.”

Stella Iversen wanted to say more.

The other party tugged at her again, signaling her to observe the principal’s countenance.

Stella Iversen, single-minded in her research and blunt in matters of social intricacy, had always had a peculiar and difficult temperament, but that didn’t mean she was foolish.

With her companion’s clear reminder, even though she still harbored many grievances against Nathalie Quinlan, she had no choice but to endure it. However, she couldn’t help feeling unresolved resentment, pulling a long face, turning her head away, and falling silent while holding her arms.

It wasn’t that she was wrong!

If she can’t help, then she can’t help. There were so many professors here, and nobody insisted on her assistance. She volunteered herself, claiming she had a friend—only to be away meeting someone for so long without returning, consequently inconveniencing us all to search for her...

Anyone subjected to this would be irritated.

It was nothing but adding chaos to disorder!

Frustrated, she stood there mulling over it, picking up her phone and then putting it down, considering making a phone call to her friend, but then she thought that by finding Adelle Wafford and Caryn Zachmann to help, she would essentially be extricating Nathalie Quinlan from a tight spot. After hesitating for a moment, she put her phone away again.