The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 1415: I Really Don’t Know Why Her Dad Let Her Come

"?" Sadam Vinson was originally drinking water, instinctively put it down, and asked with a confused look: "Uh, what did she steal from Nathalie?"

Amadeus Yancey’s eyes were slightly cold: "Hard drive."

At this moment, not only Sadam Vinson, but also Alfred Garland, Brian Bonette, and Govert Griffin were equally shocked looking at him.

Sadam Vinson even blurted out a curse: "Damn!"

"I’ll go check first." Amadeus Yancey didn’t waste words with them, pressed Brian Bonette’s shoulder, nodded slightly, and was about to walk backstage.

Alfred Garland also put down the water in his hand and immediately followed: "Amadeus, I’ll go with you."

The two walked away from the backstage without turning back.

...

Ninth row.

Zayn Fisher noticed the commotion backstage, frowned, and whispered: "The competition is about to start, why did Mr. Yancey suddenly leave."

"What Mr. Yancey?" Emilia Sullivan looked in the direction of his line of sight blankly, but saw nothing.

However, Ghania Quinlan saw it, her beautiful eyes flickered, clutching her clothes tightly and then relaxing her hand, seeming to unintentionally say: "Maybe something happened to Nathalie."

Zayn Fisher suddenly turned his head to look at her, clearly very puzzled, not understanding why she said this.

Ghania Quinlan, under his questioning gaze, felt a bit nervous, dared not meet his eyes, lowered her eyelashes, concealing the tension and guilt in her eyes: "I heard a bit of rumor on my way back."

"?"

Zayn Fisher didn’t press further, turned to her: "What kind of rumor."

While the two were speaking, exciting music started playing on the stage, and contestants from various countries were already making their entrance.

Apart from Aiden who withdrew from the competition the day before, there were still three people remaining.

Maxcel from Mundania was undoubtedly the most noticeable existence on the field.

Next was the 36th ranked on the Heavenly Ranking, Hyperia’s contestant Arya Parker, and then the last was Nathalie Quinlan representing the country.

Zayn Fisher’s attention was caught by the thunderous applause and cheers on the stands, turning his head to watch the competition.

The girl came out last.

Still the familiar outfit.

She was wearing a black sweater with a sun-protection layer inside, the sleeves of which had a print, making the black print look incredibly cool.

The girl wore a duckbill cap, only revealing a sharp chin, her skin was very white, almost dazzlingly so.

When Nathalie made her entrance, the stands fell silent for a second.

Mainly because her personal aura was too strong.

Compared to the aloof Maxcel who appeared earlier, or the smiling Hyperian contestant who came out second.

She didn’t try to maintain an image, neither as cold as Maxcel nor as friendly as the Hyperian contestant, just walked out rather naturally.

She wasn’t carrying anything, casually pulled the hood of her sweater, seemingly relaxed, not paying attention to the dense crowd on the stands, and walked to her position.

"Why is there a cast on her hand?"

"Is Nathalie injured?"

"I also see the bandage on her hand, she seemed to pull her hat with her left hand, could it be that her right hand is unusable?"

"Don’t! What about the competition!"

There was whispering coming from the eighth row.

Emilia Sullivan also saw Nathalie’s right wrist with a cast, feeling the burning discomfort in her heart replaced by a sense of clarity.

"I just don’t understand, why participate in the competition with her hand like that... also don’t know how her dad spoke to her, if it were me, I definitely wouldn’t let her compete. This is a competition representing the country, not a personal show of heroism, if she embarrasses herself, won’t we be embarrassed too..."