The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 1690: Chapter 1690: Who the Hell Told Me She Doesn’t Have a Background!

”Heh.” Jaycent Kingsley watched as a few people fled awkwardly, sneering, without any intention of chasing after them.

He closed the door, returned, raised an eyebrow, and asked the girl, ”Did you provoke some Inderians?”

Nathalie Quinlan was planning to tell him; she just didn’t expect the others to arrive so quickly.

Under Jaycent Kingsley’s gaze, she admitted openly, ”Ah, yeah, I did provoke one.”

”...” Jaycent Kingsley, on the other hand, was a little at a loss by her straightforward admission. He rubbed his temple and looked at her with a headache, ”You’ve only been in Inderia for less than three days, and you’ve already provoked one?”

”Forget it, do you know who you offended?”

Jaycent Kingsley looked at her and said, ”I think they brought people from the Naughty Gang to teach you a lesson.”

The Naughty Gang is a small gang in Inderia, neither big nor small, doing things without much principle, belonging to the rogue hooligan type.

Inderia has many such gangs.

Jaycent Kingsley usually has little contact with these riff-raff types.

Nathalie Quinlan glanced at him, as if observing something, making Jaycent Kingsley feel a bit uneasy, touching his face, frowning, about to ask what she was looking at.

Nathalie Quinlan had already withdrawn her gaze, pulled out a chair beside her, and sat down casually: ”Someone from the Trade Guild Alliance, seems to be called...”

When she mentioned the Trade Guild Alliance, Jaycent Kingsley’s heart skipped a beat.

The girl’s pale hand propped up her chin, looking very lazy. She thought for a while, seemed to remember, and turned her head to tell him, ”Torre.”

”...” The Trade Guild Alliance, Torre!

Jaycent Kingsley’s eyebrows twitched violently. He looked up and down at the girl with eyes full of admiration and gave her a thumbs-up: ”You’re awesome!”

How long had she been in Inderia?

In just two or three days, she had offended the president of the Trade Guild Alliance.

Nathalie Quinlan’s speed of causing trouble and the precision, he was impressed.

”How do you plan to solve it?” Jaycent Kingsley joked, but he was still worried about her.

After all, he and Nathalie Quinlan had been ’online friends’ for so many years.

They were somewhat old friends.

He didn’t want Nathalie Quinlan to get into trouble in Inderia.

Nathalie Quinlan glanced at him again, her eyes deep, seemingly contemplating something.

She propped her hand on her chin, with a slight frown showing a trace of indifference and the slightly tilted corner of her eyes veiled with low pressure.

Rather impatiently: ”Not much of a solution. If he wants to solve it peacefully, fine; if not, then so be it!”

He’s just the president of the Trade Guild Alliance; she merely wasn’t in a position to come forward directly.

The other party was quite daring to come after her.

However, as for Jaycent Kingsley, Nathalie Quinlan restrained the cold impatience at the corner of her eyes, and looking up, she seriously said to him, ”Thanks, by the way.”

She had previously speculated that Jaycent Kingsley was from the Kingsleys Family.

Now she’s almost certain.

But she didn’t intend to use Jaycent Kingsley’s trust in her to dig out the secrets of the Kingsleys Family, thinking it was unfair to Jaycent Kingsley.

”I’ll treat you to dinner tonight.” Nathalie Quinlan changed the topic, leaning diagonally in her seat, casually playing with her phone: ”You lead the way, I’ll cover the bill.”

Jaycent Kingsley was slightly taken aback, didn’t argue over who would pay, and said cheerfully, ”Alright, I know a good local spot, I’ll take you there later.”

”No need to wait; I’m free anyway and a bit hungry. Let’s go now.” Nathalie Quinlan picked up her phone and stood up.

Jaycent Kingsley thought he didn’t have much to do either, so he nodded to the girl, ”Alright, I’ll make sure they save us a spot.”

*

Outside Paradise Hotel.

A blond man and several of his subordinates were scared out of their wits as they ran outside, finally reaching a safe winding path.

He tore off the fake staff hat and threw it fiercely on the ground: ”Damn it, who the hell told me this Nathalie Quinlan had no background?”