"ss with ?" Nathalie Quinlan seed sowhat indifferent, leaning back lazily against the sofa, her dark eyes shimring, exuding an air of rebellion all around her. She smiled, curling her lips into a rather sly grin, "How are they going to ss with ?"
Valencia Jett: "..." Boss, how do you want to be ssed with?
Nathalie Quinlan still had the mood to joke, half-closing her eyes: "Are they planning to break an arm or a leg?"
Valencia Jett, seeing the overwhelming aura of a big shot surrounding her, twitched her mouth, suddenly feeling sympathy for those targeting her, and thought those people were out of their minds, she whispered: "I don’t know, I just heard rumors on the street that soone’s targeting you."
"...But they’re not targeting ’you,’ they’re targeting a student in Beijing nad Nathalie Quinlan."
Nathalie Quinlan is Sun, still the diamond boss of the Illegal Zone... not many people know about this!
Mainly, this matter is too unbelievable, no one would believe it even if you said it out loud.
Who would dare believe that an ordinary college freshman in Beijing is actually the mysterious diamond boss of the Illegal Zone, even if soone whispered it in your ear, how many would believe it?
Just like the Quinlan Family back then.
Now, so people from the Zachmann Family, she does not believe they are completely unaware that Nathalie Quinlan is different from what they thought.
Actually, whether it was Jeff Quinlan back then or those diehards in the Zachmann Family now, she believes they’ve more or less sensed sothing was off at tis, they just didn’t want to dig deeper, always thinking they’re quite impressive.
Thinking they’ve already touched the ceiling, yet unaware that in this world there’s always soone better, skies beyond skies!
Their sight is confined to their small world, how could they possibly see a broader horizon.
"I heard soone tempted fate again recently?" Valencia Jett looked up, wanting to bring up the matter of the stolen USB flash drive this ti.
Nathalie Quinlan responded indifferently, lowering her hand: "Not really."
Valencia Jett saw her disinterested response, wisely didn’t press further, only said: "Just be careful yourself lately, tell if anything cos up."
"Got it."
Nathalie Quinlan didn’t take the so-called ’soone’s targeting her’ to heart, stretching her arm, glanced at the ti on the wall, less than half an hour to twelve o’clock, she didn’t delay any longer, got up and picked up the things Valencia Jett gave her, put them into her single shoulder bag, then slung the bag over her shoulder, looked at Valencia Jett, and said: "I’ll transfer the money to your card, I have other matters, I’ll leave first."
Valencia Jett stood up to see her off: "The money’s not important, we don’t need to fuss over these things. Just a small item, you like it, I’ll give it to you."
Nathalie Quinlan, however, before she went out, pulled down her cap brim, her eyes quite soft, but spoke nonchalantly: "No. Favor is favor, money is money, I don’t like owing money, even less owing favors. I’ll have Emma Gabehart transfer the money to your card later, you check it."
Valencia Jett couldn’t persuade her, opened the door for her, looking helpless and said: "Alright, as you say."
She saw Nathalie heading out, called her again, not forgetting to warn Nathalie: "By the way, Qiao, you be careful lately, better to take precautions."
Nathalie Quinlan took out her earphones, responding with a ’mm,’ considered as heard, waved to Valencia Jett with a cool back view: "I’m off."
Valencia Jett watched her leave, until the girl’s silhouette vanished into the elevator, only then rembering she seed to have forgotten to give Nathalie Quinlan the diamond bracelet Khendy Lordon entrusted her to pass on.
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