Amadeus Yancey narrowed his eyes and sneered, lazily tilting his head back as he figured out the other’s intentions.
In the hospital ward, all equipped with surveillance caras, Myles Sullivan was truly the old fox, using reverse psychology.
The mont Nathalie Quinlan admits to it, Myles Sullivan would then use this ’evidence’ to negotiate with them.
Amadeus Yancey stood with his arms folded, his long legs casually crossed, showing no intention of intervening.
Whether or not Nathalie Quinlan falls for the trap, Amadeus is not afraid of Myles Sullivan getting the ’evidence’. The Sullivan Family had better not get involved if they want to co out of this unscathed.
If Myles Sullivan insists on ddling, Amadeus wouldn’t mind taking down the Sullivan Family along with him!
Of course, if Myles Sullivan chose not to get involved, just for the speech he gave to Nathalie Quinlan earlier, the Sullivan Family would still have to pay a price this ti.
After all... his girlfriend, he himself can’t bear to speak loudly to her, what gives Myles Sullivan, a man with no blood relation to his girlfriend, the right to boss around here.
For so people who don’t turn back until they hit the south wall, he doesn’t mind pressing their heads against it!
"Nathalie Quinlan, I’m asking you, is that car accident related to you? And, was your sister’s hand intentionally broken by soone you hired?" Myles Sullivan asked quickly and urgently, as if fearing the girl would co to her senses, wanting to overpower her in terms of montum.
Ivy Wilmar, standing beside him, didn’t make a sound, but she glanced in Amadeus Yancey’s direction, not having the heart to tell him that up in the car, she had clearly heard the black-clad man openly declare it was Amadeus himself who had ordered, demanding a hand from Ghania Quinlan.
She knew the truth but chose to remain silent!
Compared to Amadeus Yancey, Nathalie Quinlan was clearly much easier to control.
She understood what Myles Sullivan ant.
By having a hold over Nathalie Quinlan, only then would they have the capital to negotiate with that man!
Ivy Wilmar’s eyes flickered and she smoothed her hair, softening her face color, softly echoing Myles Sullivan’s accusations against Nathalie Quinlan: "Nathalie, the doctor said Ghania’s hand is ruined, she’ll never be able to play the piano again, and you... sigh!"
How very compassionate she seed, as if she cared so much for Ghania Quinlan.
Ghania Quinlan’s eyes reddened, glaring furiously at the girl in the ward who could ruin her without as much as lifting a finger, her heart overflowing with hatred, montarily unable to respond, then with a fragnted expression said: "Nathalie Quinlan, you ruined my chance to go abroad, are you happy now?"
The girl half-squinted her eyes, looking at her: "Ever heard a saying?"
Ghania Quinlan didn’t know what she was going to say, but she knew it would be stupid to answer this question!
"..."
"The provocateur is despicable." Nathalie Quinlan spoke succinctly.
Just four words made Ghania Quinlan’s face turn even paler by an inch.
Myles Sullivan had finally steered the topic towards the car accident, intending to use so tricks to get Nathalie Quinlan to admit she had soone cause the car accident that hit Ghania Quinlan.
His trick hadn’t yet succeeded when it was ruined by his own side’s foolish teammate. Inwardly frustrated and anxious, yet he dared not show his cunning too obviously in front of Amadeus Yancey. He could only remind from the side: "The car accident..."
His intention was to bring the topic back to the car accident, but once Ghania Quinlan heard ’car accident’ and rembered the series of blows she’d suffered today, her eyes already red with fury, she glared at the girl standing there, gave a cold laugh, and said coldly: "Nathalie Quinlan, I know why you’ve co to find . What, your secrets have been exposed, and it makes you angry, doesn’t it?"
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