The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 1172: Nathalie: Got it done
"..." Myles Sullivan didn’t say a word; his head hurt terribly. He raised his hand to rub his brow, wanting to say, "Does she look like she’s bluffing to you?"
Nathalie Quinlan clearly meant business!
Ivy Wilmar asked in vain, increasingly unsure in her heart. She had originally wanted to ask her mom.
But turning her head, she saw that Raymond Wilmar also looked unwell, his face somber.
Adelle Wafford’s face looked even worse; anyone could tell she was extremely nervous!
Ivy Wilmar looked around and found that the people on her side all had heavy hearts. When she looked at the others, regardless of whether it was Yonathan Wilmar or Lowie Wilmar, or even when she glanced at the Zachmann Family members outside, everyone else’s expressions seemed much calmer than theirs.
It seemed they weren’t worried at all that Nathalie Quinlan would mess things up.
Seeing this, Ivy Wilmar felt her heart sink to the bottom. A strong sense of unease enveloped her heart. She couldn’t explain why, but it felt as if an invisible hand was choking her neck, and she suddenly found it hard to breathe. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
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Time passed by second by second.
For a computer expert, as long as the computer isn’t broken, recovering data isn’t a difficult task.
But it’s extremely troublesome.
It takes some time.
Nathalie Quinlan was already considered very fast, but it still took her about half an hour to hit the final enter key. She quickly leaned back, resting against the chair back, with a somewhat fatigued and cold expression on her face, and took her hands off the keyboard: "Alright."
There were only two stools in the control room, usually for the security guard on duty. This time, more than twenty people suddenly crowded in, filling the control room to the brim, leaving almost no space to stand, let alone sit.
So before Nathalie Quinlan recovered the computer data, the entire Wilmar family was standing there waiting.
Including Raymond and the others.
They waited like that for over half an hour.
Many people’s legs went numb from standing, almost unable to hold on.
As soon as they heard Nathalie say she was done, they all rushed forward: "Is it done?"
"Is the data recovered?"
Nathalie Quinlan operated the mouse with one hand, clicking open a folder in the computer’s C Drive, which was the usual place to store surveillance.
With her actions,
The folder opened.
Previously, there were no surveillance video files from 1 PM to 4 PM in this folder, but now they appeared miraculously.
Ivy Wilmar and the others could hardly believe their eyes.
Adelle Wafford’s face turned green.
"This..."
Nathalie didn’t waste words with them: "Didn’t you want to see the operation’s surveillance? I’ll show it to you."
Adelle Wafford’s mind went blank. She opened her mouth instinctively, wanting to say not to watch, but it was useless. She was too nervous, her heart was beating too fast, and her throat felt clogged with cotton, unable to utter a word.
She watched with wide eyes as Nathalie clicked open the operation room’s surveillance, and the video started playing.
"Dad!"
As soon as the person in the video appeared, Yonathan Wilmar’s face changed, his eyes reddened, and he shouted out emotionally, as if the person inside could still hear him.
What followed was a face-slapping scene.
In the video, Mr. Wilmar appeared baffled from the injection to entering the operation room, and during the operation, he was once critically ill.
From the video, it was clear that when Mr. Wilmar was critically ill, the doctors from the provincial hospital participating in the operation were all more and more anxious, constantly communicating with Adelle about something.
But Adelle ignored everyone, only speaking with the foreign experts, and from her expression, it was evident that an accident occurred in the operation. The foreign experts were already out of options, even getting angry during the operation. She, as a domestic expert, not only failed to save the situation but also seemed to pin her hopes on the other party.
