The song ended, and she furrowed her brow, made several adjustnts, and then pressed the play button to listen again.
This ti it sounded much smoother to the ear.
Nathalie half-closed her eyelids,, and her long, dense lashes veiled the mischief in her eyes as her fingers lightly tapped rhythmically on the table along with the music.
After listening three tis, she logged into her own account and posted the new song.
When it ca to naming the song, she pondered for a mont and typed two characters.
Enter key.
Upload!
The progress bar on the laptop moved quickly. Nathalie leaned back in her chair, casually picked up her phone, and checked her ssages.
Shawn Norton had sent her a ssage an hour ago asking if she had arrived.
Nathalie replied to his ssage.
Next, she saw ssages from Jhovany Sullivan and Silvania Ingram, who was asking if she had found a place to stay in Beijing, and had sent her a few property locations.
Nathalie scrolled past the location pins she had sent over and didn’t reply to the ssage.
While looking at her ssages, she happened to notice Myles Sullivan’s profile picture. Rembering what she had said in McKinney, she thought for a mont and sent Myles Sullivan a ssage.
[QN: Uncle Sullivan, I’ve arrived in Beijing. I ntioned before that I wanted to treat you to a al. Are you free the day after tomorrow?]
After sending the ssage, she placed her phone on the desk. Sitting cross-legged had made her calf muscles sore and numb. Nathalie changed position, lowering her legs and sitting up straight to refocus her attention on the computer screen.
The new song showed it had finished uploading.
She didn’t look at the follow-up, logged out of the software, and reopened the Red Alliance app to log in.
It was 5 AM overseas. Everyone was likely asleep; the group chat was quiet with no one talking.
She had, however, received several private ssages.
[ @ilovebeingskinny: ??]
[ @ilovebeingskinny: Boss, you haven’t responded to . Are you in McKinney?]
[Emma Gabehart: @ilovebeingskinny said you’re in the country, in McKinney? Is it true?]
There was also a fox profile picture flashing.
[ @playfuldiana: Boss, why did you tell @ilovebeingskinny you were in McKinney? You know what he’s like, can’t keep his mouth shut. Emma Gabehart knows you’re in McKinney now, no telling how many people he’s told. Sigh. That big mouth, why is it always so leaky. They’re all clamoring to form a team and co look for you in McKinney.]
Nathalie: ...
She was pondering how to reply.
Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of another profile picture flashing gray and white.
The casual and carefree expression on her face instantly tightened. She pursed her lips and clicked on the profile picture.
The profile picture had no nickna, just a string of nurical code, making it look extrely mysterious.
Nathalie clicked on it.
The chat box had only one line.
[I heard you cured a child’s leg?]
That was it, nothing more.
But Nathalie stared at the ssage, motionless for quite so ti.
Eventually, she reacted. Her ink-black eyes were as deep as the abyss, as though there was a faint light within that very abyss.
She didn’t reply to the ssage but silently deleted the chat box.
*
The Sullivan Family.
Myles Sullivan had just seen Jeff Quinlan and the others off in their car, and upon returning, he heard his phone ringing.
He took out his phone and glanced at it.
It was a ssage from Nathalie.
He couldn’t help but frown unconsciously.
Ivy Wilmar happened to notice him staring at the phone with a frown and asked curiously, "Whose ssage is it that you’re looking at with such a troubled expression?"
Ghania Quinlan, who was obediently pouring tea for the two, was also waiting for Ivy Wilmar to rest before giving her piano lessons. Hearing this, she also curiously looked over.
With a haughty look on his face, Myles Sullivan found it annoying. As he walked back, he said, "Nathalie."
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