The lunch ended shortly after it began.
After lunch, Nathalie Quinlan returned to Rhine alone.
Amadeus Yancey and Alfred Garland were not there.
The house was empty and unusually quiet.
Nathalie went to her place, put her stuff down, took a shower in the room, changed into casual ho clothes, then went downstairs to the living room and opened the fridge to take out a bottle of water.
She casually closed the fridge door and walked to the living room sofa to sit down.
Nathalie found a comfortable pose, put the water aside, and lazily opened the laptop to login.
She just logged into WhatsApp.
In no ti, a ssage from Sadam Vinson popped up.
His ssages are quite tily.
Nathalie clicked open to see Sadam asking her.
[Nathalie, are you back?]
Nathalie propped her hand, her eyebrows and eyes low, her raven-black lashes coming down to cover her beautiful pupils, as she sat cross-legged on the sofa, lazily editing a ssage back.
[QN: Just arrived.]
Nathalie just sent the ssage.
She hadn’t had ti to open the Red Alliance software.
The next mont, Sadam’s ga invitation was sent.
[You’re back just in ti. We’re one short for a five-man team. Co play the ga! (*^▽^*)]
Nathalie: ...
She propped her hand on her chin, leaned back, and hadn’t replied to his ssage.
Sadam’s urging WhatsApp ssage ca right over.
[Nathalie, why aren’t you in yet?]
[Just one short of five, only missing you to start.]
[Hurry up, waiting for you.]
Nathalie skimd through his barrage of WhatsApp ssages, thought for a mont, and clicked on the team link.
"Nathalie has joined."
As soon as she entered, she heard Sadam’s voice in the ga chat, urging full of energy: "Govert, start start. Watch carry!"
Sadam wants to carry in the ga?
Nathalie raised an eyebrow, opened the ga’s voice chat, but didn’t speak.
Five spots on the team were all filled with her.
She heard a light laugh, followed by Govert’s voice: "Mr. Vinson, better not think about carrying, just play support for Ms. Quinlan and we might win."
Then ca a charming female voice: "Exactly, Mr. Vinson, better not carry. If you hadn’t tried to carry in the last two rounds, we wouldn’t have been eliminated first. Isn’t laying back better? I’m already ready to relax and wait for Nathalie the Goddess to lead us!"
Nathalie didn’t imdiately recognize whose voice it was, just that it sounded familiar.
Until Sadam grumbled back at the playful teasing of the two: "Oh, co on, you guys don’t believe ?! Govert is one thing, but Nadya, don’t learn from him. Just wait for to carry you later."
Ah, Nadya Tucker.
Nathalie’s mind conjured a blurry figure, vaguely knowing it’s soone from the group who plays well with Sadam, had dinner together before.
Another person was there too, but clearly spoke less, more reserved compared to Govert and Nadya, trying to keep up with the three in conversation.
Nathalie held her phone with one hand, while the other operated the computer mouse to first login to the Red Alliance software, then leaned back, casually asking: "Are we starting?"
If not, she’d go check so stuff.
"Start, start, start!" As soon as she finished speaking, Sadam imdiately urged Govert: "Nathalie is here, what are you guys waiting for, start."
Govert clicked ready.
Nathalie’s side showed the ga was matching.
Her eyes were slightly weary as she spoke to Sadam: "I’m just playing one ga, will log off after it, find soone else to fill my spot later."
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