The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Nathalie Quinlan saw the man sitting in the passenger seat, raised an eyebrow, glanced at her phone, opened the rear car door, placed her bag inside, and followed in. She half-closed her eyes, feeling a bit drowsy, and casually bent one of her long, straight legs.

In a low voice, she said, ”Installed surveillance on me?”

Amadeus Yancey crossed his arms, lazily and indulgently asked, ”Am I that kind of person?”

Nathalie observed him through the rearview mirror, nodded in agreement, ”You are.”

”Pfft!” Alfred Garland couldn’t hold back and burst out laughing.

Amadeus glanced at him askew and lazily said, ”You’re enjoying the show, huh?”

”No.” Alfred quickly stifled his laughter and explained to Nathalie, ”Ms. Quinlan, we didn’t follow you. I was out grocery shopping with Amadeus, and we saw you on the road. We didn’t call you and just went shopping first. We happened to see you and Mr. Vinson waiting by the roadside when we came back, so we stopped the car for you.”

Nathalie realized she had misunderstood someone, said ”Oh,” and raised her hand to touch the tip of her nose.

Amadeus seized the opportunity, immediately said, ”Nathalie the Goddess misunderstood me. Isn’t a little compensation due?”

Nathalie looked at him, paused for several seconds, and silently took out her phone. She scrolled to his WhatsApp and clicked a few times...

Beep.

Amadeus felt his phone vibrating, unhurriedly found his phone, and looked down.

[QN transferred $99,999.99 to you.]

Unbelievable!

He looked at it for a long time, a smile started at the corner of his lips, shamelessly clicked accept, and then turned his head to the girl sitting in the back row and said, ”Thank you, boss. You have a generous heart. Wishing you a happy life~”

”Cough, cough.” Nathalie then coughed to conceal her embarrassment, lowered her lashes, and started playing on her phone. She sent a message to Emma Gabehart, telling her she no longer needed a ride.

Sadam Vinson was still carrying large bags of health products, looked back at the absent Emma, hesitating, when Amadeus said to him, ”Get in.”

”But...” Sadam was still thinking about what to do once Emma arrived.

Amadeus’s expression was relaxed and he said with a penetrating gaze, ”She’s already in the car. Do you think Emma will still come to give you a ride?”

Sadam glanced at the girl in the car, instantly understood, wasted no more time, and hopped in the car.

Once Nathalie saw he had gotten in, she put away her phone and told him, ”She won’t be coming over, she has something to do. She asked me to tell you thank you for accompanying her shopping today, and that she’ll give you a gift later.”

Seventy percent of the things bought on their shopping trip were paid for by Sadam, and Emma hadn’t contested it. Sadam thought that was quite normal, it’s typical for a man to accompany a woman shopping and pay the bill. He assumed Emma thought the same, at least she hadn’t clearly divided the bill with him, which made him quite happy.

It turns out she just didn’t say anything at the time, but she remembered it all along.

Nathalie wasn’t sure what he was thinking, rolled down the car window, propped her chin with her hand, gazed out lost in thought, and turned back, ”...She probably means diamonds when she said a gift.”

Nathalie remembered, ”Recently she got a 20-carat pear-shaped Blue Diamond, quite suitable for you. I guess it’s that, she has plenty of those things anyway.”

Sadam Vinson: ”...”

carats, natural Blue Diamond... Easily an eight-figure sum.

He silently looked through the rearview mirror at the man in the front seat, clicked his tongue, and though as a man he certainly wouldn’t accept Emma’s gift, he couldn’t help but admire in his heart: No wonder Amadeus likes living off a woman!