Amadeus Yancey parked the car, rested his hand on the steering wheel, turned his head, and gently asked the girl: "Would you like to go with you?"
Nathalie Quinlan glanced in his direction, not knowing what she was thinking, then unfastened her seatbelt: "No need, my friend said they’d co take in to do the registration."
"Alright." Amadeus Yancey didn’t ask which friend.
The girl pushed the door open and got out of the car, standing beside it, she made a phone call.
In a short while, a slender figure walked quickly towards them, greeting the girl with enthusiasm: "Big darling~ I’ve been waiting for you for half an hour, why are you only just arriving."
She walked up to Nathalie Quinlan, not even noticing the car nearby, grabbed the girl’s arm and said: "Let’s go, I’ll take you to register."
"Wait a mont." Nathalie Quinlan told her.
Under Violetta Hoffman’s puzzled gaze, she returned to the front passenger seat and knocked on the car window.
Amadeus Yancey rolled down the car window, just watching the girl naturally tell him: "I’m going in to register now."
Violetta Hoffman originally listened to Nathalie Quinlan asking her to wait, so she stood there obediently. Who would have thought Nathalie Quinlan would go and knock on soone’s car window.
The car window rolled down, and inside sat a young man...
Judging by the way they talked, it seed like their relationship wasn’t ordinary!
Damn!
Violetta Hoffman wasn’t feeling too well.
Because she never thought soone like Nathalie Quinlan would be in a relationship; she always thought such an intelligent big shot was probably going to live out her days alone...
Who knew she quietly found herself a partner!
Violetta Hoffman was almost cracking up, at one point doubting her own eyes, but after she blinked hard and looked again, Nathalie Quinlan was still speaking with the man sitting in the car.
This... is ridiculously absurd!
Moreover, she felt like SUN’s partner looked sowhat familiar, as if she had seen him sowhere.
The question is where?
"...Co out and ssage ; I’ll wait for you outside." Amadeus Yancey instructed her a few tis, then said.
"Got it." The girl lowered her eyes, her raven-black eyelashes thick and long, her facial features extrely sharp and clear, with her brows and eyes always giving off a hint of impatience.
Yet at this mont, she restrained the rebellious aura on her, with a face hiding under the duckbill cap, appearing delicate and fair: "I might need so ti."
Amadeus Yancey hooked her fingers and felt her fingertip’s temperature, noticing it was a bit cold, then he tied the scarf in the car around her, resting the girl’s chin into the scarf, before letting go, eyes looking serene: "No problem, I’ll wait outside for you, no matter how long it takes."
Nathalie Quinlan glanced at him, moved her lips, initially wanting to say he need not wait, and they could head back first. But her peripheral vision caught the already stunned woman beside her, suddenly feeling a headache, she gave him a glance, and acknowledged with a "Hmm."
Turning back, she told the person who was stunned long ago: "Let’s go."
The slender woman curiously looked into the car, cheekily greeted Amadeus Yancey: "Handso guy, we’re leaving now."
Then without waiting for Amadeus Yancey to speak, she caught up with the girl’s pace, quickly heading into The First Research Institute...
Until the two walked away.
Brian Bonette couldn’t help but be impressed and exclaid: "Ms. Quinlan truly lives up to her na, extensive connections, even knows people from The First Research Institute."
He was quite familiar with the situation in Inderia; he knew well how extraordinary The First Research Institute was, and the people there in Inderia held quite unusual identities.
Clearly, Nathalie Quinlan had quite an extraordinary relationship with that person just now, at least a very close friend.
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