It looked like there was a bit of anger in there sowhere, yet Amadeus maintained his calm deanor, as if he’d known all along.
Alright!
Sadam considered the relationship between the two of them and felt it was quite normal that Amadeus knew before him. He shifted his gaze to Alfred.
Alfred had just co out of the kitchen after making Nathalie so milk, likely having overheard that Nathalie was Lighten Chaser.
He didn’t have any reaction either, his face as clueless as always. Seeing him like that, Sadam suddenly felt as if—Alfred had known about it too!
There were just four people in the living room.
Aside from the person involved, two out of the three others knew, leaving him completely unaware, just finding out now!
Sadam was so upset he could barely hold his tongue straight, he was thoroughly shocked.
He always thought he was the most well-inford person around Nathalie, but even Alfred, that fool, knew more than him.
Sadam felt deflated, speaking weakly: "Alright. Do whatever you want, play around until you’re a viral sensation with millions of fans."
He had also learned the violin for a few years, and now he couldn’t even play sothing as simple as ’The World is Only Good with Mama’.
Also played around casually, then looked at Nathalie.
Lighten Chaser!
The fan count was closing in on top star Audrick Zachmann.
The loyalty of the fans wasn’t any less than Audrick’s mommy fans.
So, just like that, he wondered if God had misunderstood the word ’casual’.
So people truly play casually, while for others a casual play leads to a pinnacle.
Sadam was severely hit today, so much that he no longer had the enthusiasm to find Nathalie to play gas. He slumped back on the sofa, facing upwards, not even wanting tea, looking at Nathalie with a complex gaze, and said: "Nathalie, I just want to ask, is there anything else you are casually good at? Why don’t you just tell in advance."
Anything else casually done?
Nathalie thought for a second without hesitation, looked at him, feeling he deserved a spanking: "Quite a lot."
Sadam: "..."
Haha, what was he thinking to ask the boss such a question, he shouldn’t have asked the boss that question, asking that was just bringing humiliation to himself!
Just at that mont, Amadeus turned off the hairdryer, releasing his hand, took a step back, with eyes that seed to crush moonlight, gently indulgent: "Alright. It’s dry."
"Uh?" Nathalie reached out to touch her hair, realizing it was indeed completely dry, feeling a bit uncomfortable, pursed her lips, and said: "Thanks."
Amadeus still had that leisurely nobleman’s look, put the hairdryer aside, and strode towards the living room sofa with his long legs, smiled slightly, and said: "If Nathalie the Goddess really wants to thank , just upgrade in advance."
It was the first ti Nathalie heard him call her the Goddess, and she twitched at the corners of her mouth, feeling like he was doing it on purpose!
However, Amadeus said it just like that, then as he passed by Sadam, he kicked the man slumped on the sofa, quite rcilessly, and said: "Aren’t you supposed to get out?"
The mont before, Sadam saw him and Nathalie talking as if basking in spring breeze, and with him, a kick sent him packing.
As heartless as the autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves!
Gosh!
Sadam was just about to accuse him of being too rciless, when he t Mr. Yancey’s raised brow, swallowed down his words, tucked his tail, got up, touched his nose, and said to the girl sitting at the bar: "Nathalie, I’ll head back first, we’ll hang out another day."
"Alright."
Nathalie was also tired, so she responded quickly.
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