The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 1605: Amadeus, You Dog!

After she hung up the phone, she stood straight in place again, frowning as she sent a message to a phone number coded as J.

She had been trying to contact them for the past few days.

After all, if it weren’t for following their demands, she wouldn’t have come to the country, let alone act as a stepping stone for Caryn, or even hand over the Pharmaceutical Association spot to Caryn.

Because of getting tangled with Caryn, the Quarles Family ended up deeper and deeper in trouble!

The more anxious she was now, the more regret she felt, regretting that she initially dragged the Quarles Family out of a quagmire only to plunge them into an even deeper one!

That person hadn’t even told her how troublesome Nathalie was.

She thought, wasn’t she just a high school student from McKinney? Even holding a Sun identity with the Red Alliance would be the limit.

Even though the Red Alliance is formidable, it’s only impressive in the hacker realm, after all, merely an underground organization, unlike the massive Power of the Royal Family.

But reality harshly slapped her in the face.

She was caught off guard, also due to that person’s failure to explain clearly to her back then.

If she had known Nathalie was so troublesome, she would rather let the Quarles Family go bankrupt than face the current ruin!

Ellen Quarles sent several text messages.

The messages seemed to sink into the sea.

The other side had no intention of responding, not a single bit of movement.

Several times Ellen Quarles was so angry her expression twisted, indignant enough to want to make a phone call.

But her rationale defeated her impulse.

She dared not.

If Nathalie was troublesome, the person who helped the Quarles Family back then would be even more so. The Quarles Family couldn’t withstand any more upheaval, and if she provoked that person further, the Quarles Family’s outcome would be even worse!

Ellen Quarles calmed down, her Temples throbbing intensely, but she finally suppressed her impulse, wore a cold face, and put the phone down.

...

In Rhine.

Today, Sadam Vinson came over to play, insisting on dragging Nathalie into a gaming session and even calling a few buddies in the group to forcibly form a five-way team.

"Damn, get him!"

"Nathalie, left side, left side."

"Right side!"

"Impressive."

Amadeus Yancey only heard the entire living room filled with him shouting, and Sadam Vinson, with his flushed face and thick neck, didn’t look like he was gaming, more excited than when he took his college entrance exam.

"Nathalie, your recoil control is awesome, a godly snipe."

"That damn bastard Govert Griffin always says he can’t carry me, turns out, it’s him who’s the problem, always blaming me for dragging him down. Haha, I’ll take a screenshot of our statistics and let him see, who’s the one not able to carry!"

Sadam Vinson, lively and chattering, hovered around the girl, constantly chatting with the girl, occasionally putting an arm around Nathalie’s shoulder in a brotherly manner.

Nathalie seemed accustomed to interacting with him, lounging with crossed legs the whole time, lazily unbothered.

Sadam Vinson started another game and dragged Nathalie in.

Amadeus Yancey casually took a photo of him and sent it to someone labeled as Mrs. Vinson on his phone, nonchalantly complaining below.

[Sadam Vinson is gaming again.]

Less than five minutes later.

A phone call came in.

Sadam Vinson, just about to start another game, was suddenly interrupted. With a toothpick in his mouth, he cursed: "Who the hell is calling at this time. I..."

Seeing who was calling, he immediately broke into a cold sweat, jumped up, and awkwardly said to the girl across from him, "Ahem, it’s my mom. Nathalie, you carry on, I’ll go take a call."

He said as he hurriedly ran off to answer the phone.

Nathalie supported her chin with her cold white Wrist, her eyes lowered, and simply started playing on her Phone.