On the other side, in a hot pot restaurant in Beijing.
The spicy hot pot soup base bubbled with tempting aromas under high heat, the fiery red color of the hot pot was so enticing just by looking at it, it made one’s mouth water.
Nathalie Quinlan was enjoying herself and was about seventy percent full. Her pace of eating slowed down until she put down her chopsticks, her pale wrist supported her chin, leaning casually against the chair back, fiddling with her phone. Emma Gabehart’s ssage ca through just then.
[Emma Gabehart: Boss, I’ve arranged for Evelyn Quarles in an abandoned factory. How do you plan to handle her? Kill her or...?]
What a ruthless person!
Nathalie clicked her tongue, supporting her chin with one hand as she replied to the ssage.
[Q: Let’s wait a bit longer.]
Soon, Emma Gabehart replied to her.
[Emma Gabehart: OK, I’ll do as you say.]
[Emma Gabehart: Ms. Quarles is quite honest, I thought I’d have to knock her out, but it turns out she’s a lot more obedient than I expected.]
Nathalie wasn’t sure what incident occurred over there, making her perceive Evelyn Quarles as ’honest’.
She tapped her slender fingers on the side of her face, half squinting her eyes lazily, without replying.
Her mind began to wander.
In so respects, Evelyn Quarles was indeed an ’honest person’, at least compared to Ghania Quinlan and Caryn Zachmann. Evelyn Quarles was more perceptive of the situation.
Even previously in the Illegal Zone.
Once Evelyn Quarles found herself at a disadvantage, no matter how angry, she wouldn’t blindly engage in a montary verbal confrontation.
Very perceptive.
Just as Nathalie was thinking this, her phone buzzed again.
She was pulled back, looking down at the new ssage on her phone.
This ti it wasn’t from Emma Gabehart, but from @ilovebeingskinny.
@ilovebeingskinny was as chatty as ever.
An endless chatterbox.
Sent her a ton of stuff in rapid succession.
Nathalie skimd through it, he had sent seven or eight lines, which basically boiled down to one sentence—[The Black Mandala has reerged!]
Nathalie twitched the corner of her mouth, her body was very honest, directly clicking to close his icon, completely uninterested in entertaining him.
She hadn’t forgotten that her recent few slip-ups were all due to soone’s big mouth!
If he knew the Black Mandala he spoke of was related to herself and Emma Gabehart, Nathalie couldn’t imagine the scene of her identity being exposed imdiately.
@ilovebeingskinny always had countless ways to make her wildly slip up!
So not telling him was the best way.
...
Nathalie, having eaten her fill, lazily played on her phone at her seat, and Sadam Vinson was about done eating too, putting down his chopsticks.
His gaze flickered in the girl’s direction, suddenly recalled sothing, and shared it like a piece of news: "Oh, Amadeus, Nathalie, do you guys know about the Black Mandala?"
Nathalie: ...
Amadeus Yancey noticed the girl’s hand on the phone pause, seemingly glancing in Sadam Vinson’s direction.
He too put down his chopsticks, very elegantly wiping his mouth, his voice deep and lodious: "What’s up with the Black Mandala?"
"The Black Mandala has erged again." Sadam Vinson was very keen on sharing gossip, imdiately excited and started explaining to Govert Griffin and them, briefly talking about what the Black Mandala was, how it appeared, and how it disappeared.
Finally, he reflected: "Recently, the Illegal Zone has been getting livelier, lots of forces that used to be very reclusive have been coming out, it’s getting a bit overwhelming for ."
Isn’t it just that there are more people stirring up trouble?
Amadeus Yancey’s eyes darkened slightly, lazily leaning back in the chair, his shoulders relaxed, indifferent.
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