The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Her opinion was that Amadeus Yancey was just like Nathalie Quinlan, someone who came from Beijing.

No matter how much identity and status he had, he was nothing in Inderia.

Amadeus Yancey’s eyes flickered with a trace of ridicule and mockery, yet he gave her a direct look and said in a low voice, ”I’m backing this with the Yandor Sect, do you think that’s enough?”

The Yandor Sect backing.

Leony Davidson seemed to be choked, and instantly fell silent.

Mrs. Davidson, Mr. Davidson, and Mrs. Davidson along with the Davidson Family’s relatives were also in a commotion upon hearing Amadeus Yancey mention the Yandor Sect.

Each of them looked in Amadeus Yancey’s direction.

The Yandor Sect...

One of the emerging powerful forces in Inderia in recent years, developing quickly, already seeming to step on the heads of the Great Families.

The leader of the Yandor Sect was actually here.

Again someone Nathalie Quinlan called over.

One from the Pharmaceutical Association, one from the Yandor Sect...

Exactly how many people does Nathalie Quinlan know?!

Mrs. Davidson and the others had somewhat heard of this before, so they weren’t too shocked.

But the Davidson Family’s relatives were rather bewildered, each more shocked and confused than the other.

”But before worrying about these things, it’s best to consider the easy task of finding out who poisoned the medicine if Mrs. Davidson wakes up.”

Amadeus Yancey was in a hurry, wearing just a thin sweater, his eyelids lowered, and his presence was as formidable as Nathalie Quinlan’s, though not as sharp, appearing a little more restrained.

”Is Ms. Davidson mentally prepared?”

Leony Davidson instinctively met his line of sight, quickly feeling as if burnt, and frantically looked away, her head turned aside, eyes evasive: ”There’s nothing I need to be mentally prepared for, I also want to quickly find out who’s responsible for the poisoning.”

Amadeus Yancey curled his thin lips, hands in pockets, his tall figure possessing an outstanding aura, merely lowering his eyelids, smiling slightly: ”Is that so? Then that’s just perfect.”

Leony Davidson herself trembled, her mind blank, her nerves tense, already a bit worried.

Yet she could barely console herself.

No way, no way, as long as Nathalie Quinlan can’t pull someone back from the brink of death, then the matter of the medicine being poisoned will lack any proof!

She would easily be able to walk away...

*

The operation lasted an extremely long time.

Marcella Davidson underwent more than ten hours of rescue, all the way until the break of dawn, many of the Davidson Family’s relatives growing impatient.

The door of the operating room finally opened in front of everyone.

A doctor emerged from inside.

Mr. and Mrs. Davidson immediately went up to ask, ”Doctor, how is the person inside?”

The doctor removed his mask, seeing that they were the patient’s family, forced himself to smile: ”The surgery went very well, the patient’s condition is good. Once the patient comes out of the operating room, they’ll temporarily be sent to ICU to be observed for a few days, after the critical period they can be moved to a general ward.”

Mr. Davidson looked visibly relieved, Mrs. Davidson’s expression became intriguing, obviously somewhat complex, not merely happy for Marcella Davidson.

Kenzie Nabours had stayed up all night, without sleep. His eyes were still bloodshot, muscle fatigue in his legs set in, so he didn’t immediately rush to ask the doctor.

But he heard the doctor’s words, his whole body relaxed, almost couldn’t stand, his body tilting, nearly embarrassing himself publicly.

”Be careful.” Luckily Amadeus Yancey quickly supported him.