Sadam Vinson knew perfectly well how dry the lie he told was, but since he’d already said it, he couldn’t just backtrack and tell everyone the truth.
It was because Nathalie Quinlan had just glanced over, looking so much like his elentary school teacher who used to love scolding him, that he instinctively sat up straight.
He was in his twenties! He couldn’t just say sothing like that!
Under Brian Bonette’s gentlemanly but rogueish gaze, Sadam Vinson braced himself and awkwardly said, "Ah, sitting too long, my leg cramped a bit."
Brian Bonette gave him a aningful look but didn’t expose his clumsy lie.
A leg cramp makes your back spring straight?
Only soone with as thick nerves as Sadam Vinson could co up with such a lousy lie. Anyone with half a brain couldn’t think of such a nonsensical excuse!
...
Nathalie wasn’t paying attention to the conversation between the two of them.
Her attention was mainly on the phone. She found a spot at the bar to sit down with one hand holding the phone, listening to Audrick Zachmann talk to her.
She tapped her fingers on the bar: "Hmm, tonight?"
"Yeah, at the Imperial Hotel tonight, Nathalie, do you have ti to co out for a al? Big Brother is also here, he’s hosting tonight."
Nathalie had no feelings towards Hendrik Zachmann. After a mont’s thought, she declined: "I don’t have ti tonight, you go ahead without ."
"You don’t have ti to co over?"
Nathalie detected the disappointnt in Audrick’s voice and pursed her lips. In truth, she didn’t want to refuse him, but she also didn’t want to have any more dealings with the Zachmann Family: "Maybe next ti."
Next ti ant no next ti.
Audrick wasn’t stupid. He could tell Nathalie didn’t want to see Hendrik, nor did she want to sit at the sa table with Caryn Zachmann and the others.
He rembered the things Caryn had done, didn’t try to persuade further, changed the topic, chatted with Nathalie a bit more, then hung up the call.
After Nathalie ended the call, she put down her phone.
And happened to et Amadeus Yancey’s gaze.
"Audrick?"
"Yeah." She put the phone down and openly, without any concealnt, said: "He asked to join him for dinner tonight at the Imperial Hotel."
"Did he invite anyone else besides him?" Amadeus knew her too well. If it was only going to be Audrick, Nathalie might have considered it.
Sure enough.
The girl’s delicate brows and eyes were quite striking. Propping her chin with her hand, she paused for a second: "Yeah, other mbers of the Zachmann Family will also be there. I told them to go ahead, not to worry about ."
Sadam Vinson also guessed who the person proposing the al was, pulled his lips into a disdainful smirk: "Nathalie, the other mbers of the Zachmann Family include Hendrik?"
He had heard that Hendrik had been back for four or five days, yet during those days, he didn’t have ti to et Nathalie for a al, but now he suddenly had the ti to ’summon’ her.
Pfft, get lost!
He has ti, but Nathalie doesn’t. Hendrik mustn’t really think a big shot has nothing better to do than to accept every dinner invite.
He’s been trying to ask Nathalie to dinner for half a month, and she hasn’t gone with him even once.
Nathalie neither confird nor denied it, which equated to admitting that Hendrik was among those dining tonight. However, her expression was indifferent, clearly not impressed by Hendrik: "I have a piece of music to write, haven’t finished editing it, no ti to go."
Sadam Vinson restrained himself from asking whether she didn’t want to go or really didn’t have ti, anyway, among the Zachmann Family, only Audrick and Mr. Zachmann were normal. The rest acted as if sothing was wrong in their heads, especially when Caryn occasionally showed up to disgust people.
He couldn’t even be bothered to comnt.
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