The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Amadeus Yancey pulled his elbow back, took another look at him, and more or less understood.

Mr. Yancey had no such thing as principles when it came to Nathalie Quinlan; Shania Yancey had probably picked the wrong person to lobby...

Giordano Yancey watched the Girl slowly walking out from The First Research Institute, turned his head, and said to him again, ”I’m about to head back to Beijing. While I’m not here, you have to take good care of Nathalie. If I find out you’re not treating Nathalie well, just wait and see how I deal with you when I get back.”

Amadeus Yancey figured that once he finished dealing with the overseas industries, he would be heading back to Beijing as well.

After all, with his status, staying away from Beijing for too long would easily arouse suspicion.

So when Amadeus heard him say he was going back, he wasn’t surprised. His gaze drifted toward the person coming out. ”Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of her.”

Mr. Yancey gave him a long, deep look, then slowly withdrew his Line of sight, turned his head, and continued watching the Girl coming out, his Heart feeling slightly more at ease.

Nathalie wanted to look into Lynette Kingsley’s past. Although Mr. Yancey didn’t know what kind of tricks were hidden in it, he understood that this matter was extremely dangerous.

The Yancey Family’s Power was inside the country; overseas... he was willing but powerless.

But he knew that Amadeus held considerable Power in Inderia. With Amadeus escorting and protecting her, it would be a bit safer for Nathalie to keep digging into this matter.

Mr. Yancey’s expression gradually turned serious. ”Take good care of her.”

”Mm.” Amadeus agreed again.

Nathalie soon came out from The First Research Institute.

After Amadeus picked her up, he drove the two of them back to the Villa first.

*

Once Nathalie returned to the Villa, she immediately went back to her own room to decode the Morse Code on the form she had found.

She also gave Nicholas Fuller a phone call, asking him to bring over that form he’d found before as well; she needed it.

Nicholas Fuller arrived quickly.

After he got Nathalie’s phone call, he put down what he was doing and, in less than an hour, rushed over to where Nathalie was staying, handing the page of experimental form Lynette Kingsley had left behind to the Girl.

He asked Nathalie if she’d discovered something.

Nathalie only told him to wait downstairs for a bit.

Seeing her brow tightly furrowed, Nicholas didn’t press further. He handed the thing to her, then went downstairs to the Living Room to wait for a Message.

Mr. Yancey hadn’t left after coming back from The First Research Institute, and it just so happened that Nicholas Fuller arrived. The two of them were about the same age, and Amadeus introduced them to each other.

The two of them hit it off quite well.

They chatted from Beijing’s local customs to some personal hobbies—birdkeeping, calligraphy, painting, and so on...

Sadam Vinson couldn’t get a word in, so he took the chance to step aside and ask the man pouring Tea for the two of them, ”Amadeus, how come Nathalie went straight back to her room as soon as she got back?”

He jutted his chin, signaling for Amadeus to look at Nicholas in the Living Room, then rubbed his earlobe. ”And the director of The First Research Institute—why did he rush over here in such a hurry? Looked to me like he was delivering something to Nathalie. Do you know what Nathalie’s busy with upstairs?”

Amadeus personally brewed Tea for the two elders and replied to him lazily, ”If you’re that free, go cut a plate of fruit.”

Sadam was instantly at a loss for words.

Amadeus walked past him to bring Tea to the two elders.

Watching his back, Sadam scratched his head and went to the Kitchen to look for fruit.

Alfred Garland wasn’t at home today; he seemed to have been sent to find Vincent Moore for something, though nobody knew what. With no one in the family to serve Tea or water, Young Master Sadam, whose ten fingers usually never touched spring water, had no choice but to do it himself. Fortunately, he had worked as a helper for a while before, so once he started doing things, his hands and feet were quite nimble.