The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Other members in Leony Davidson’s group who were affected were also there, jumping up and down, each with a bigger reaction than the last.

”What are you doing?”

”Ah, it got on me.”

”Are you crazy?”

Who knew the girl just threw that bottle of potassium permanganate reagent into their laboratory sink, clapped her hands briskly, raised her eyes, her deep dark eyes meeting hers with a rather irritable look. She said just one sentence: ”Next time, it won’t be as simple as pouring it into a test tube.”

”What do you mean...” Leony Davidson pointed at Nathalie Quinlan, her finger trembling with emotion, indicating how furious Nathalie’s actions made her.

She was about to lose her mind with anger.

A fair and delicate face, thin skin turning bright red.

In extreme anger, as if about to bleed.

Her apricot eyes glaring at the girl in front of her, she could hardly believe her eyes.

How dare Nathalie Quinlan!

How dare she do this!

Leony Davidson was on the verge of completely losing her reason, biting her lip, she yelled in anger and fury: ”What makes you say it’s me? You’re crazy, if you’re going to go crazy, know your place.”

”Alright, Leony, you better go wash your hands and change clothes.” Harvey Cadorette at this time stepped between the two, pulling Leony Davidson back to prevent her from really pouncing on Nathalie Quinlan.

Leony Davidson’s whole body shook, looking at him with disbelief, her voice full of disappointment: ”Harvey, she’s inexplicably mad at me, and you’re taking her side.”

Harvey Cadorette looked towards Nathalie Quinlan.

The girl was full of defiance, clearly, if Leony Davidson provoked her any further, she might just show Leony what being truly angry was.

Harvey Cadorette felt helpless inside, but he’s no fool, he knows exactly what this matter is really about, and Leony Davidson is far from innocent.

Leony Davidson continued in a huff: ”I want her to apologize to me!”

Harvey Cadorette paused for a second, then stopped trying to persuade her, releasing his grip, his dark, honest face now only showing indifference, he said to her calmly: ”Nathalie is right, she can check the fingerprints on the bottle, it just takes a check to find out.”

”Leony, do you want things to escalate to the point where the tutor finds out?”

The originally furious expression on Leony Davidson’s face froze, as if doused with a bucket of ice water, she was rendered speechless.

She was the one who did it.

She had done these things quite often before.

The people she encountered before all acted like gourds with sawed-off mouths, knowing it was her doing but not daring to make a sound.

Let alone someone like Nathalie Quinlan who directly confronts her, pouring stuff on her laboratory table, ruining her experimental results.

And blatantly warns her.

Leony Davidson couldn’t catch her breath from anger, her chest felt tight and uncomfortable, slightly panting.

But she dared not act rashly anymore.

After all, with Harvey Cadorette and Nathalie Quinlan.

One dares to speak, the other dares to act.

If this really got reported to Orson Saban, given his ironclad, impartial nature, he wouldn’t hesitate to expel her from the level 8 laboratory.

Even with her pride, Leony Davidson felt fearful inside, not daring to truly oppose Nathalie Quinlan.

Harvey Cadorette saw Leony Davidson calm down, not making a sound.

He rubbed his swollen temples, ready to talk to the overly impulsive girl.

Nathalie Quinlan was looking at her phone.

After she ”returned” the fake bottle of potassium permanganate reagent to Leony Davidson, the phone in her pocket started vibrating, and she looked down to see a message on WhatsApp.

It was from Amadeus Yancey.

Nathalie Quinlan felt quite surprised, lowered her eyes, and opened the message.

”Father got into a car accident.”

The air pressure around her instantly dropped to an extreme low, causing Harvey Cadorette, who was halfway toward her, to unconsciously stop.

Nathalie Quinlan turned back to the laboratory, picked up her duckbill cap, put it on, pulled the brim down low, then grabbed her single shoulder bag, and strode outside: ”I won’t be coming back this afternoon.”

”Nathalie, Nathalie. This afternoon...” Harvey Cadorette thought she was leaving because of the incident with Leony Davidson.

However, the girl walked on without turning back.

Her silhouette was extremely cold and withdrawn.

She left him with just two words, tinged with hostility.

”Something happened.”