"You seriously don’t know? Mr. Wafford didn’t tell you about the situation in the Illegal Zone? That Mining Tycoon..." Sadam Vinson seed ready to start explaining.
Amadeus Yancey walked over, cutting him off and isolating him from Nathalie Quinlan: "You haven’t slept for days, aren’t you tired?"
Sadam Vinson was in the middle of sharing his experiences in the Illegal Zone with Nathalie Quinlan and was completely caught up in his excitent, clearly not tired at all. Hearing this, he still hadn’t grasped Amadeus’s real intention and shook his head with a dazed expression: "Nah, I’m fine. I went back and slept for a bit, slept until noon before coming over."
After finishing his sentence, he ignored Amadeus Yancey’s interruption and continued marveling to Nathalie Quinlan: "Nathalie, you wouldn’t believe it. Amadeus actually knows that Mining Tycoon. We originally planned to bid on sothing Master Cadmus wanted at the auction, but in the end, we didn’t buy it—he gave us a whole case of it for free!"
Nathalie Quinlan responded with only a "Hmm," her eyelids lowering as she leaned there, her mind drifting away, recalling the ssage Emma Gabehart had sent her asking if the Red Alliance had been renad "Giving Away for Free."
Now it seed that not only did Emma think they were giving things away for free, but Sadam Vinson thought so too...
She kind of wanted to say they actually had paid for it.
It just ca out of her own account.
But the words caught in her throat, and Nathalie ultimately pulled them back. She rely felt a thoughtful gaze landing on her, as if seeing right through everything.
That gaze made her sit up straight quite unnaturally. She picked up the phone from the table and stood, addressing the few people in the living room: "You all carry on. I’m going out for a bit."
"Now?"
Sadam Vinson hadn’t co over just to brag about his experiences in the Illegal Zone; he had also wanted to hang out with Nathalie Quinlan. Seeing her pick up the jacket from the sofa with a clear intention of heading out, he was noticeably surprised.
"Yeah." Nathalie Quinlan didn’t try to hide it. She picked up a hat and pulled it on casually, explaining in a laid-back tone: "For the orientation ceremony at Tsinghua University, our departnt will be putting on a program. I’ll be performing as well. These past few days I’ve been scheduling rehearsals with my departnt classmates."
Sadam Vinson: "..."
For a mont, he was utterly baffled.
Nathalie Quinlan was participating in Tsinghua University’s orientation ceremony and even performing on stage?
Are big shots really this idle?
Amadeus Yancey stood up, grabbed the car keys, and said naturally: "Where did you agree to et? I’ll take you there."
This ti, Nathalie Quinlan didn’t refuse.
The piano room near Tsinghua University was expensive, and Tiffany Olsen had chosen a location a bit farther from the school. If Amadeus drove her, she could conveniently pick up her classmates from Tsinghua along the way and head there together.
Thinking of this, Nathalie nodded and didn’t say much: "Then wait a mont. I’ll head upstairs to grab sothing."
Her phone was almost out of battery, so she grabbed the charging cable to bring along.
Additionally, her headphones were upstairs too.
An hour later.
The conspicuously flashy Hongqi car pulled up at the gates of Tsinghua University, picked up Tiffany Olsen, and carried her to the reserved practice room.
Upon arrival, Amadeus Yancey dropped the two off, rolled down the car window, revealing his incredibly handso face, and smiled faintly. Like the perfect breeze in early spring brushing over tranquil waters, he said to Nathalie Quinlan: "Let know when you’re done. I’ll co back to pick you up."
Wow, so handso.
Tiffany Olsen stared with wide eyes, practically stunned.
"Alright, got it."
Nathalie Quinlan had grown used to this sight, so she wasn’t overwheld by his good looks. She nodded naturally and waved casually at the person in the car.
The car window rolled back up, and the Hongqi car smoothly drove off.
Watching as the car disappeared into the stream of vehicles on the road, Tiffany Olsen let out a sigh of relief and then said to her: "Nathalie, was that your boyfriend just now? He’s so handso. I was so nervous I couldn’t say a word the whole ride."
Boyfriend... The girl tugged at the brim of her hat, revealing a slender, pale wrist. As she gazed in the direction the car had gone, her eyes darkened slightly. She neither confird nor denied it but simply said to Tiffany Olsen: "Let’s go in."
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