Nathalie Quinlan had helped their team by intercepting an attack on The Ninth Institute’s system and even assisted in destroying the stolen chip.
Yet he still harbored doubts about Nathalie Quinlan, once going so far as to speak with Amadeus to thoroughly investigate Ms. Quinlan’s background.
From his perspective, there was nothing wrong with that.
But it hadn’t been long before Ms. Quinlan again helped The Ninth Institute solve problems with the Autonomous Driving system.
And she was going to see Master Cadmus for treatnt.
Logically and emotionally, his previous actions seed sowhat underhanded!
Wallace Radcliff always prided himself on being able to let go of things easily, and although apologizing to a young girl in front of so many people was a bit hard on a man in his forties to swallow, his apology was still sincere, "In any case, if there’s anything you need help with, Ms. Quinlan, just say the word, and I’ll owe you a favor."
Nathalie Quinlan looked up at him, her dark, bright eyes clean and clear, restrained yet defiant, "Didn’t Mr. Radcliff say he was going to treat to a al? Has he decided not to be the host anymore?"
Wallace Radcliff: "Of course, I’ll treat you! I keep my word. Whenever Ms. Quinlan is free, that’s when we’ll eat. You can pick any place in Beijing, and don’t be shy with !"
Nathalie Quinlan smiled, an alluring expression, "Then that settles it. I didn’t help for nothing; you treat to a al, and we’re even. Forget the favor."
"..."
Wallace Radcliff was at a loss for words for a mont.
The trouble that Nathalie Quinlan had solved for him was worth a hundred als. Her nonchalant way of calling it even made it all the more precious.
"Alright then." Wallace Radcliff wasn’t a fussy person. He silently took the favor to heart, treating it as sothing more significant henceforth, then turned his head to look at the approaching Phoebe Hoffman and her group. Without beating around the bush, he straightforwardly reminded Mr. Hoffman, "By the way, Mr. Hoffman, didn’t you have sothing to say to Ms. Quinlan? You can say it now."
The mont Alfred Garland saw Phoebe Hoffman, he frowned, annoyed and dreading that she might trouble Nathalie Quinlan again, just about to speak up to stop her.
But to everyone’s surprise, Phoebe Hoffman stepped forward, glanced at Nathalie Quinlan, and with an extrely unnatural twist at the corner of her mouth, spoke reluctantly, "Ms. Quinlan, I’m sorry. I apologize for my attitude when I t you at the airport."
Brian Bonette, Alfred Garland, and Mario Cagwin looked on, stunned for a second.
They couldn’t figure out what she was playing at.
Before they separated to get into cars at the airport, Phoebe Hoffman’s attitude was not like this at all.
Back then, Phoebe Hoffman was openly defiant and picked on Nathalie Quinlan every chance she got. How had she changed her tune so abruptly after getting out of the car, suddenly coming over to apologize to Nathalie Quinlan?
"My behavior was inappropriate before. I’ll be more careful in the future..." Phoebe Hoffman said these words with an expression of humiliation, eyes downcast, too proud even to et Nathalie Quinlan’s gaze directly.
It was clear just how reluctant her apology was.
Wallace Radcliff could only bow his head in apology to Nathalie Quinlan on Phoebe Hoffman’s behalf. Whatever Phoebe Hoffman thought, he had no way to deal with her, he just sighed in resignation and said nothing more.
After all, he himself was impressed with Ms. Quinlan. If Phoebe Hoffman wasn’t, that was out of his hands. He just hoped she would run into fewer walls in the future and not hurt herself too badly...
"You don’t have to apologize to , I’m quite busy, and I don’t think we’ll have any further dealings." The girl’s voice was low and slightly hoarse, containing a wild arrogance!
When Phoebe Hoffman looked up, she heard the girl’s nonchalant voice, "In the future... I won’t have ti."
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