The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Nathalie Quinlan had just returned when she got a phone call from Wincent Sullivan. She had just stepped into the villa when the phone in her pocket rang behind her.

Nathalie picked up the phone: ”Hello.”

Alfred Garland, Sadam Vinson, Vincent Moore, and Zed Moore were all still waiting in the villa for news. At a glance, the girl came in from outside as if nothing had happened.

Sadam Vinson was the first to notice, he opened his mouth: ”Nathalie...”

The last syllable ”lie” was urgently swallowed back because Sadam saw that Nathalie was on the phone.

After Nathalie came in, she glanced in his direction out of the corner of her eye but didn’t hurry over.

Instead, she continued her phone call as she walked over, under the watchful eyes of everyone, picking up a bottle of water from the table, unscrewing the cap, tilting her head back, and taking a slow sip. She then turned her ear, as if listening to the person on the other end of the line, looking a bit weary, revealing no emotion: ”Hmm? Your grandmother said that?”

Sadam had been straining his ears waiting for her to finish the call, and hearing this, he was stunned, unable to react for a long time.

”...” Nathalie wasn’t going to find the Kingsleys Family?

Why was she talking about older people on the phone, grandmother? Whose grandmother?

Nathalie did not stand long holding the bottle of mineral water; soon she lowered her gaze, seemed to think for a moment, pressed her lips together, and said to the person on the other end of the phone: ”I understand, please thank her for me.”

After she finished speaking, she hung up not long afterward.

Sadam could not wait any longer and immediately asked her: ”Nathalie, who was that just now? Who are you talking to, mentioning an elder, what grandmother? Didn’t you go out...”

He held back the rest of his sentence.

Nathalie put the phone back in her pocket, took another casual sip of water, sat the bottle on the tea table, and lethargically replied, ”A friend. His grandmother was concerned about me, and since she’s an elder, shouldn’t I politely thank her?”

”Of course, you should thank her.”

Sadam replied without thinking, then looked at her with eager eyes and couldn’t hold back: ”Nathalie, did you finish the task?”

The fact that Nathalie came back so nonchalantly, probably meant she finished the task?

It wasn’t just Sadam who wanted to know the answer.

Alfred Garland, Vincent Moore, and Zed Moore all wanted to know the answer.

The Hacker Alliance members and Yandor Sect technicians had temporarily left, but there were still many people in the villa’s living room waiting for Nathalie’s safe return.

Moreover, they wanted to know how exactly she would settle accounts with the Kingsleys Family.

”Ms. Quinlan, did you meet Hansel Kingsley?” Compared to Sadam, Zed Moore asked a bit more tactfully, but in the end, they all wanted to know the final result.

Nathalie felt a bit tired, rubbed her temples, and the irritability in her eyes subsided by more than half, making her appear more composed: ”No, I didn’t.”

She first answered Zed Moore.

Then she turned her head, looking at Sadam who was waiting for her, pursed her lips, felt somewhat headache, but still answered him: ”It’s done.”

”...” Sadam was completely baffled by her.

Mr. Zachmann was hit by someone sent by Hansel Kingsley; how could she have finished the task without meeting Hansel himself?

He opened his mouth to ask.

The girl already lowered the duckbill cap’s brim, one hand in her pocket, and turned to walk upstairs: ”I’m tired, going upstairs to rest.”

Sadam touched his earlobe, watching her back as she ascended, ultimately unable to bear pestering Nathalie for answers when she was extremely exhausted.

As he looked, the girl went up to the second floor, and there were sounds of doors opening and closing, which then faded into silence.