Nathalie Quinlan put down her phone, her eyes lowered, just as she was saying: "Um, I’ve finished my business in McKinney, there’s nothing else to do here, so it’s better to go back."
Sadam Vinson thought the sa, and imdiately said: "Alright, I’ll go back with you."
Nathalie Quinlan raised her eyebrows, about to say: "No need..."
Sadam Vinson imdiately smiled and said: "Nathalie, let’s set it like this, we’ll all go back in the afternoon. Anyway, we ca here to cheer you on at the scene, since you’ve already left, it’s aningless for us to stay here, might as well go back together."
Govert Griffin took out his phone, very eagerly: "I’ll book the airplane tickets."
With just a few sentences, they decided to leave together, and Nathalie Quinlan was helpless. Actually, she preferred to go back by herself.
Lots of people say lots of things, and especially Sadam Vinson talks a lot.
She could imagine how noisy it would be around her ears on the way back.
However, Govert Griffin had already called to book the airplane tickets. She restrained herself and put her phone back, saying no more.
"All set."
In less than five minutes, Govert Griffin had booked everyone’s airplane tickets, his delicate face smiling, very kind and charming: "Mr. Vinson, Ms. Quinlan, I booked the airplane tickets for four o’clock in the afternoon. It’s twelve o’clock now, we can have lunch and slowly make our way there, the timing is just right."
In the small circle, he was the most inconspicuous person, if it weren’t for him cleverly climbing onto Sadam Vinson.
Govert Griffin’s family background would not have entered this small circle.
Even so, Govert Griffin’s family condition was still top-notch outside, sothing as simple as booking airplane tickets, he could settle with a phone call.
If it weren’t for Nathalie Quinlan’s usual low profile, getting a private jet wouldn’t be a problem for him.
After booking the airplane tickets, Govert Griffin put down his phone and asked Nathalie Quinlan: "Ms. Quinlan, for lunch we..."
He hadn’t finished speaking.
ters straight ahead, a tall man was walking directly towards them.
Govert Griffin’s attention was imdiately drawn to the newcor.
The blonde-haired, blue-eyed man looked very young, his handso face under the golden curls was extrely attractive, with fair skin.
At first glance, he felt that he had seen the face sowhere before.
For a mont, Govert Griffin couldn’t rember where he had seen it.
He was puzzled when suddenly he heard Sadam Vinson’s surprised voice next to him, saying: "Aiden? Didn’t he quit the competition? Why is he here."
"Aiden?" Govert Griffin turned his head, looking confused: "Mr. Vinson, are you talking about the Gondwana contestant Aiden who quit the competition before?"
Sadam Vinson was still puzzled: "Ah, if not him, who else? I thought he quit the competition suddenly for an ergency, but I didn’t expect he hadn’t left McKinney... then why did he quit?"
Nathalie Quinlan squinted slightly, none of them noticed her lift her hand to pull down the brim of her hat, pressing it lower.
Very low profile.
Almost as if she had "don’t look at " written all over her face.
"Who is he looking for?" Brian Bonette crossed arms, pushed the gold-rimd glasses up his nose, scanned the three, and asked in a low voice: "Do any of you know him? From the looks of it, he’s headed for us."
Alfred Garland, Sadam Vinson, and Govert Griffin all looked bewildered.
Hell, who knows him?
Seeing the three people shaking their heads like idiots, Brian Bonette’s gaze couldn’t help but fall on the girl with the hat brim pressed low, hands in pockets, even with just a side profile looking cool.
He already got the answer in his heart.
The person Aiden wanted to find was - Nathalie Quinlan.
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