The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 1184: How Can a High School Student Be So Awesome

She naturally relaxed once she was on familiar territory, given her usual low energy levels.

And sleepiness followed.

She barely lifted her eyelids upon hearing Sadam Vinson’s question. With some effort to maintain consciousness, she supported her chin with her cold white hand, sitting like a boss: "Oh, a friend of mine works as a lawyer. He mentioned it to me during a chat before."

Sadam Vinson: "...a friend who works as a lawyer?"

A lawyer must be quite remarkable to make Mr. Wilmar draft a will. Nathalie Quinlan sounded nonchalant, but Sadam Vinson, wrapping his mind around it with his toe, figured that the lawyer friend she mentioned wasn’t just anyone.

Having experienced the matter of seeing Candice Yancey at Rivendell, he was already familiar with these things, and wasn’t easily excited as he was at the beginning.

He merely responded with an "oh" and glanced sideways at Nathalie Quinlan, increasingly curious as to how she, a seemingly ordinary high school student, could be so incredible!

Unable to resist, he blurted out: "I mean, Nathalie... I know about the God Doctor of Rao City thing. So what’s the deal with Lighten Chaser?"

Nathalie Quinlan = Lighten Chaser!

He heard about this while listening to the chatty driver during a taxi ride to the Provincial Hospital.

The driver was a local from Beijing, perhaps the type who enjoyed chatting with people. He kept finding topics to chat about throughout the ride.

And somehow, they started discussing online trending news.

Mentioning a headline that was pushed to him.

Lighten Chaser is a girl and a student at Tsinghua University.

Sadam Vinson initially thought he was talking about Caryn Zachmann. After all, Caryn Zachmann recently created quite a buzz, and many people knew her as Lighten Chaser.

He personally admired Lighten Chaser’s music style, which blends traditional instruments with rock, but didn’t particularly like Caryn Zachmann lately, so he wasn’t interested in the driver’s chatter, just responding perfunctorily.

Who knew the driver would suddenly mention a name — Nathalie Quinlan.

The exact words were: ’Oh, didn’t you know about this? I just love her music! I even play her songs often when driving. I couldn’t believe she’s so young and got accepted into Tsinghua University. Tsk, if my son were half as promising, I wouldn’t have to drive a taxi. That girl’s name was... Ah, I remember now. Her name is Nathalie Quinlan. Nathalie Quinlan, it’s quite a pleasant name. Sounds like someone who’d be successful. Raising a daughter like her, the parents probably laugh themselves awake from dreams...’.

He didn’t hear a word of what was said afterward.

Just caught the name Nathalie Quinlan.

After finishing his business at the Provincial Hospital, having the Vinson Family driver pick him up from there, he searched online for news about Nathalie Quinlan in the car.

He found the video released by Stephanie Tanzil, featuring the girl with a face both arrogant and reserved, someone too familiar not to recognize.

Sadam Vinson, at this point, looked at the girl as if she were Tang Seng’s flesh, pondering what else she couldn’t do.

Nathalie Quinlan had suddenly been linked to the Lighten Chaser incident.

She herself didn’t know that Stephanie Tanzil had posted online, utterly discrediting Caryn Zachmann.

She perked up; her clear black and white eyes seemed innocent, yet her lazy demeanor betrayed her: "Just playing around casually. So I didn’t mention it to you all."

Sadam Vinson: "..."

Could that really be a reason?

Amadeus and the others didn’t say anything?

He glanced at the man still helping Nathalie Quinlan dry her hair.

Amadeus Yancey’s fingers ran through the girl’s jet-black hair, his thin lips curving up as he softly murmured behind her: "Don’t move around, just a little more to go, hang in there."