The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 1452: So He Went to Pick Out Clothes

His mind was a blank, somewhat empty, yet buzzing incessantly.

He had thought Nathalie Quinlan might know Khendy Lordon, because last time he saw Khendy Lordon go to the hospital outside.

But he didn’t expect their relationship to be so familiar, like friends who’ve known each other for many years.

But Nathalie is so young.

This year, she’s not even twenty yet.

Nathalie just finished her college entrance exam at the start of the year, moving from McKinney to Beijing. Supposedly, she hasn’t even stayed in Beijing for half a year, and like other ordinary Tsinghua University students, apart from her face, there is nothing noteworthy on her resume...

Hendrik Zachmann’s hand, hanging by his side, clenched into a fist.

His hand trembled slightly.

He regretted more his rash behavior earlier.

*

On the other side.

After Khendy Lordon had someone push him over, he spoke lightly to the girl, "Why did you come outside?"

Nathalie raised her eyes to glance at him, succinctly saying, "Came out for some air, who knew I’d hear my name. Found myself lying out ten thousand meters away and still getting hit over the head, I’m quite curious about how they plan to pass the buck, so I stayed to listen... you saw what happened afterward."

She was even in the mood to joke, shrugged her shoulders, and said playfully, "Tsk, unlucky, got caught. They saw I was here too and clung to me for an explanation."

Explanation?

Sorry, she truly didn’t have one!

She didn’t even know how she ended up the target, what explanation?

Seeing her carefree expression on her fair face, Khendy Lordon’s eyes darkened, fingers knocked on his ruby ring, the uneven surface could cut his hand, but he seemed indifferent to the pain, laughing softly from deep within his throat, "So you let them call the police."

"Actually, you could have called me."

Nathalie shot him a glance, as if asking ’Why should I call you’.

Khendy Lordon relaxed his brow, smiled gently, "Weren’t they questioning who you had dinner with, if you called me it would be resolved."

Nathalie murmured, seeming to catch his meaning, responding very casually, "Even if I didn’t call you, they couldn’t stop me. Anyway, they couldn’t stop me, I was too lazy to call."

Khendy Lordon: ...

After saying this, Nathalie gazed at him for a couple of seconds, Khendy Lordon’s heart suddenly stopped, his spine involuntarily stiffening.

The girl just tugged at her Duckbill Cap, frowned, suddenly commented, "Don’t you never wear any color other than white? Why are you wearing blue today?"

Khendy Lordon thought Nathalie hadn’t noticed he looked different today, but hearing Nathalie had spotted it, his lips curved upward slowly, warm and elegant, "Ah, well, I’m in a good mood today."

Behind him, the bodyguards stared straight ahead, not daring to say a single word.

Yet in his heart, he already understood why Mr. Lordon was in the dressing room for three hours before heading out.

He was extremely surprised, considering Khendy Lordon is certainly not someone who values emotions.

But due to Khendy Lordon’s imposing presence, even with surprise and disbelief overwhelming his heart, he maintained a expressionless, numb face, not daring to look at Nathalie.

"Mm." Nathalie wasn’t someone who paid attention to such trivial matters; she was merely used to Khendy Lordon wearing white, and seeing him wear a different color suddenly prompted her to look again.

After Khendy Lordon explained, she didn’t think much more about it.

Just then, her phone vibrated in her pocket.

Nathalie took out her phone and looked down at it.