Zed Moore briefly explained to him, and in the end, he placed his hand silently on his shoulder and gave it a light pat: "This ti it involves Ms. Quinlan’s maternal family; it’s normal for Ms. Quinlan not to want us to intervene, so don’t worry too much."
"Did you notice that Amadeus is still here?" Zed Moore nudged his chin towards him, lowered his voice, and laughed: "You still don’t know how much Amadeus cherishes Ms. Quinlan, do you? If Ms. Quinlan can’t handle it alone, Amadeus will definitely act faster than us!"
Sadam Vinson glanced at the person sitting on the sofa and imdiately reacted. He realized that both he and Alfred Garland were ’confused by the situation and blind with concern,’ which is why they hadn’t noticed this. Even Zed Moore understood Amadeus better than they did.
Once Sadam Vinson figured this out, he was no longer anxious.
He even pulled Alfred Garland aside to persuade him, preventing him from worrying needlessly like himself.
The young man sitting on the sofa didn’t notice their private gossip. His cold, pale hand took out a phone, lowered his eyes, and made a call to the family.
The call was answered almost instantly.
Soon, the powerful voice of Mr. Yancey ca through: "You brat, you still rember to call . How is it, Nathalie doesn’t know, does she? Don’t tell her, or she’ll worry."
"Hmm, she doesn’t know." Amadeus Yancey pulled open the drawer, leisurely and dignified, his gaze slightly scanning around inside.
One hand held the phone to talk to Mr. Yancey, while the other hand nearly fell on the cigarette box, but he didn’t take the cigarette. Instead, he picked up the gum that Alfred Garland bought for Nathalie Quinlan.
The gum was strawberry-flavored.
Of a certain brand.
Nathalie Quinlan usually liked to buy this brand of gum.
However, the gum container she carried mostly held small pills, with only an occasional few pieces of real gum inside.
Amadeus Yancey seed to think of sothing, his thin lips slightly curved, and his lowered eyes were filled with soft, fragnted light, which even softened his cold and hard jawline.
"As long as she doesn’t know." Mr. Yancey, unaware that Amadeus Yancey was soothing him, felt slightly reassured and said, "Don’t tell her. I’ll have soone follow up on this matter. Once I’ve identified the people behind it and caught them, then you can tell her."
"I understand." Amadeus Yancey agreed quickly, not even batting an eyelash, and asked, "Grandfather, about my uncle..."
"After it was confird to be a false alarm, he returned to school to do research. Don’t worry! I spoke to Jackson Wafford, and he arranged for soone to monitor the school 24/7. If anything happens, they’ll contact imdiately."
Mr. Yancey had been influential all his life, and this incident of Stanley Zachmann almost getting hurt right under his nose sowhat tarnished his reputation. His tone couldn’t help but carry a hint of nace: "If those people dare to touch him again, I will not let a single one of them escape!"
Nathalie Quinlan is set to marry into our Yancey Family in the future, and the Zachmann Family is our in-laws.
Our in-laws being nearly hard by soone, how would that leave our Yancey Family’s reputation intact!
"By the way, when are you coming back? Are you still in McKinney with Nathalie?" Giordano Yancey asked this out of habit after finishing what he was saying.
Amadeus Yancey gave a vague response, saying, "Anyways, Grandpa, you keep an eye on Mr. Zachmann and the other mbers of the Zachmann Family for , especially Mr. Zachmann and Audrick Zachmann. Don’t worry too much about the other mbers of the Zachmann Family. If you can look out for them, do so; if not, forget it."
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