She took out her earphones from her pocket, just about to put them in her ears.
Then she heard the man’s deep voice.
"You’re not having dinner with tonight?"
Amadeus Yancey’s voice had a warm and silky tone, like a clear spring, and it sounded very pleasant.
It was the sa way of speaking.
She clearly felt less irritable compared to when Sadam Vinson was chirping in her ear earlier, and the nerve that had been tense from Sadam’s noise relaxed: "Mm."
Nathalie Quinlan glanced at her phone’s ti, then looked up, revealing that delicate and striking little face, and explained, "I don’t know what ti I’ll be back, so I’m not having dinner with you all."
"Alright, I’ll have Alfred Garland take you there first."
After Amadeus Yancey finished speaking, he looked up and instructed Alfred to go to Mr. Zachmann’s nursing ho first and then return to the Rhine.
Alfred turned the car around and headed towards the nursing ho.
Half an hour later, the nursing ho arrived.
The black Hongqi steadily stopped at the entrance of the nursing ho. During this ti, Nathalie had already called Mr. Zachmann to say she was coming to see him.
As soon as she arrived, she imdiately opened the car door and got out.
Just as she was about to close the car door.
The man inside the car leaned his head out to talk to Nathalie: "Co back early, and if it’s too late, rember to send a ssage, I’ll co over to pick you up."
Nathalie was in a daze.
She then heard his lazy and earnest voice say: "The Rhine isn’t far from here, just let know half an hour in advance, and I can co over to get you. If you still want to chat with Mr. Zachmann for a while, take your ti, I’ll wait outside, no need to rush."
Listen, is this even human!
This is too dazzling!
When did Mr. Amadeus ever lower his stance like this?
Not only offering to pick soone up, but also asking Ms. Quinlan to let him know in advance so he could co early, and if Ms. Quinlan hadn’t finished talking to Mr. Zachmann, he could wait outside.
Sadam Vinson and Govert Griffin were forced to eat an eyeful of PDA, feeling quite conflicted.
Only Alfred kept his hands on the steering wheel, already used to it, with an indifferent face, clearly having seen a lot of PDA, having long developed a calm deanor, after all, he knew best how Mr. Amadeus Yancey was securely rooted in this relationship!
Nathalie paused for a full two seconds, her raven-black eyelashes lowering, her voice hoarse: "Okay."
After she spoke, she closed the car door, put her uninjured hand in her pocket, and leisurely walked into the nursing ho.
Amadeus Yancey watched the girl go inside before rolling up the car window, his eyelashes drooping, glancing down at his phone.
When he saw that Caryn Zachmann had sent him another ssage on WhatsApp.
His slender fingers tapped it open to take a look.
[Amadeus, I’m hosting a family reunion party at the Imperial Hotel on September 28th, do you have ti to co? I hope you can make it.]
Amadeus Yancey’s thin lips curled into a ruthless smile, forming a mocking arc.
His eyes flickered with light and shadow, and without much thought, he deleted Caryn Zachmann’s ssage, then looked up, instructing Alfred: "Return to the Rhine."
"Alright, Mr. Amadeus." Alfred noticed that after Nathalie left, the temperature in the car dropped by a degree, so he didn’t ask any questions and turned the car around towards the Rhine apartnts.
Amadeus Yancey rotated the phone in his hand, squinted his eyes in thought, and sent a ssage to a number that didn’t display phone numbers.
[Investigate the Quarles Family.]
The ssage was quickly sent successfully.
Amadeus Yancey expertly deleted the successful ssage.
After doing all this, he rolled down the car window again, resting his elbow on it, enjoying the cool evening breeze of Beijing.
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