Including Zenla’s famous mystery organization, The Ninth Institute.
Amadeus Yancey took off his coat, draped it over the back of the chair, and was wearing a white shirt at the mont. The white shirt on him added to his distinguished and aloof deanor, making him especially eye-catching.
His words and actions reflected good family upbringing.
He answered Kenzie Nabours’ questions one by one.
Kenzie Nabours had been observing him for a while, and like Marcella Davidson, the more he looked, the more satisfied he beca, so he smilingly asked him, "Amadeus, your surna is Yancey, and you’re from Beijing, is Giordano Yancey your..."
Inderia has always been isolated from the world.
But that doesn’t an Inderian people don’t know about the world outside. On the contrary, Inderian people are more like they are comfortably seated, manipulating the various powers outside.
The Yancey Family in Beijing is one of the top powers in the Pyramid.
They also have Rare Earth resources.
It’s not surprising that he knows about the Yancey Family and Mr. Yancey.
"He’s my grandfather." Amadeus Yancey admitted calmly, without changing his expression.
Kenzie Nabours slightly relaxed his eyebrows and said, "No wonder. I guessed your family’s upbringing wasn’t bad when I saw your deanor; turns out you’re from the Yancey Family of Beijing."
After he finished speaking.
Marcella Davidson poured him a cup of Hangover Tea, placed it in front of him: "Have so water!"
Kenzie Nabours chuckled, picked up the cup, and buried his head to drink.
Marcella Davidson raised her eyes again, her beautiful face radiating gentle tenderness, and whispered to him: "Amadeus, don’t listen to his nonsense. If he asks you questions that are difficult to answer, just ignore him. He’s just very curious, despite being old, he’s still like a rash greenhorn, blurting things out."
"No worries. Uncle Nabours is a good person." Amadeus Yancey also picked up his Hangover Tea, using the cup to mask his lips, lowering his eyelids to hide the emotion in his eyes.
He’s very clear on why Kenzie Nabours kept asking him so many questions.
It’s most likely for Nathalie Quinlan.
At this mont, Sadam Vinson was almost done chatting with Jaycent Kingsley. He turned around, looked at the person next to him, and lowered his voice to ask: "Amadeus, why hasn’t Nathalie co back yet?"
Amadeus Yancey raised an eyelid, leaned back, picked up his phone, and was just about to make a call to the girl.
The room’s door was pushed open.
Nathalie Quinlan returned from outside.
Seeing the girl return unhard, he put his phone away, waited for the person to sit down before lightly tapping the cup, asking: "Why were you outside for so long?"
Amadeus Yancey vaguely sensed that her aura was not quite right, sowhat too rebellious and cold, so he half-closed his eyes and asked in a low voice: "What happened?"
"Nothing." Nathalie Quinlan had already eaten her fill, and seeing the dish placed in her bowl, didn’t pick up her chopsticks. Feeling a bit down, she didn’t have much appetite: "t soone."
Amadeus Yancey raised his eyebrows, his deep eyes looking at her, clearly waiting for her to continue.
Nathalie Quinlan had actually finished speaking, seeing him still looking at her, she pursed her lips again, the turbulent emotions in her eyes almost visibly surging out: "You don’t know."
"Soone from the Kingsleys Family."
When she ntioned ’Kingsleys Family’, Amadeus Yancey roughly guessed the situation she encountered outside.
"Why didn’t you send a ssage?" Amadeus Yancey paused, then added sowhat helplessly: "If you told , I’d go out and find you."
"No need."
"I cleared things up with them."
Their voices weren’t loud, the whole conversation was conducted in a tone only the two of them could hear.
In the eyes of others, it turned into whispered sweet nothings between a couple.
The handso man and beautiful woman, extrely eye-catching.
Sadam Vinson had long been accustod to it and didn’t mind whether he was fed dog food or not, anyway, he was fed dog food more than enough every day, only afraid of bloating and having indigestion.
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