The Unveiling of Secret Queen Chapter 1063: May I Talk to You Alone Conveniently?

This is not the result he wanted to see after investing a substantial amount of human, material, and financial resources.

Charles Quarles made a quick judgnt and imdiately proposed; "Ms. Quinlan, if it’s convenient, could I have a word with you alone?"

Alfred Garland had always heard about how arrogant and overbearing the Quarles Family was outside, looking down on everyone.

It was the first ti he had seen Charles Quarles speak so humbly to soone, and from his attitude, he seed quite wary of Ms. Quinlan.

He turned his head, sowhat astonished, to look at the girl by his side, but after a long while, he couldn’t figure out what was going on.

Ms. Quinlan stayed in McKinney before her college entrance exams.

It was only after the exams had ended that she moved to live in Beijing.

Having been in Beijing for just a few months, how could she have co into contact with the Quarles Family?

As far as he knew, Cubicle Group was focused on the IT industry, Ms. Quinlan was studying Chinese dicine, with a minor in music, and even though she was pretty good at computer programming, it didn’t have much to do with IT, let alone having anything to do with industry giants like Charles Quarles. What could he possibly want with Ms. Quinlan, to the extent of displaying such a submissive attitude, as if fearing that Ms. Quinlan wouldn’t give him a chance?

He was worried there was a trick up his sleeve, and upon hearing Charles Quarles say he wanted to talk to Nathalie Quinlan alone, he instinctively frowned and stood in front of Nathalie Quinlan: "Whatever it is, we can talk about it here. There’s no need to go outside."

"This..."

The chip matter was a big deal, involving tens of billions in business profits, and Charles Quarles hadn’t seen anyone else in the hotel room.

Just now he had taken a quick glance and could confirm that there were quite a few people inside.

Discussing business in front of so many people was not his style.

"The account of the Red Alliance’s @ilovebeingskinny..." he originally intended to bring up @ilovebeingskinny to make his case.

Nathalie Quinlan pushed aside the man standing in front of her and spoke indifferently to Alfred Garland, "I’m going to have a few words with him outside; I’ll be right back."

"Ms. Quinlan?" Alfred Garland was puzzled.

"I’ll just talk to him for a few sentences in the hallway outside the door."

Nathalie Quinlan worried that if the conversation continued here, Charles Quarles might divulge all about @ilovebeingskinny and the Red Alliance. With her hands in her pockets, her gaze was quite cold and impatient, her face had distinctive contours, different from the average girl’s appearance; her contours were smooth and heroic, and from certain angles, she looked brisk and clean.

Since she had spoken to this extent, even though Alfred Garland was still worried, he could only anxiously say, "Well... alright, then."

He imdiately added, "Ms. Quinlan, call if you need anything."

"Okay."

The Golden Pavilion Hotel corridor outside was filled with surveillance caras, with security guards watching 24/7, not allowing any serious incidents to occur inside the hotel.

Besides, anyone with a brain knows that the power behind the Golden Pavilion Hotel is Maybelissa, which is practically the no.1 presence in the Illegal Zone.

Unless soone’s brain is full of crap, no one would dare to cause trouble on Maybelissa’s turf.

Cubicle Group might be a top 500 global conglorate overseas, but here in the Illegal Zone, they’re nothing; there are too many wealthy and powerful people here.

The truly remarkable people wouldn’t get themselves listed on so-called wealth rankings for public display.

Nathalie Quinlan never took Cubicle Group or the Quarles Family seriously!

*

The door clicked shut.

Alfred Garland returned from the doorway feeling lost, very uneasy, and walked back to the living room restlessly.

Just now, he had opened the door a crack, and with his height of 1.8 ters blocking the doorway, Sadam Vinson and the others could only see soone talking at the door but couldn’t see the face of the person speaking.

Now, seeing him co back alone and restlessly throwing his leg on the tea table, he asked with so bewildernt, "Why are you the only one who ca over? Where’s Nathalie?"