The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 194: The Vest is Off_1

She looked and discovered that the man in the hall was also on a phone call, eyelashes crow-black and poised, as if masterminding a battle from behind the scenes, his demeanor striking and extraordinary.

Nathalie Quinlan pressed her lips tight.

The sixth sense she had ignored before inside her heart had become even more intense.

Standing by the railing with her phone in hand, she called into the phone, "Amadeus Yancey?"

Was it him?

As soon as her words fell, the person below seemed to have a psychic connection with her and suddenly looked up, his gaze directly meeting hers.

Eyes locked.

She saw the man curving into a smile, seemingly not at all surprised as he responded, "Hello there, ’sun,’ the miraculous doctor."

If he hadn’t remembered wrong, the Red Alliance was also looking for him for rare materials, and there was a capital ’S’ on the Red Alliance’s emblem.

Nathalie Quinlan: "..."

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She had no idea how she managed to stand at the hospital entrance pavilion with this man, waiting for someone to deliver the materials she needed, nor how she ended up walking back to the ward area with him.

The Fisher family members were still barred from entering.

The moment Richardo Fisher saw Amadeus Yancey return with Nathalie Quinlan, he stood up abruptly and walked over quickly, his tone grave, "Amadeus, I want to check on Edric’s condition."

He was Edric’s biological father. Amadeus Yancey, after all, was just Edric’s uncle. Where did an uncle get the right to stop a child’s father from seeing his own son?

There was a simmering fury in his heart, but he dared not vent it on the man before him, and with restrained anger, he said, "I am Edric’s dad!"

Zayn Fisher and Ghania Quinlan also saw the two shoulder-to-shoulder.

A handsome man and a beautiful woman, they looked extraordinarily well-matched!

When he saw Nathalie Quinlan walking alongside Amadeus Yancey again, his handsome face slightly darkened, reacting intensely like a man who had been cuckolded by his girlfriend.

"Zayn." It was Ghania Quinlan who quickly grabbed him and softly called his name.

Zayn Fisher then snapped back to reality, clenched his fists tight, took a deep breath, and suppressed the turmoil in his chest.

"Who is that man?" Ghania Quinlan of course noticed Amadeus Yancey, biting her lip. It seemed that she was merely curious, but a closer look would reveal the barely concealed jealousy in her watery eyes.

Zayn Fisher, at the height of his irritation and with a resentful look towards Nathalie Quinlan, disdainfully said, "A man that Nathalie Quinlan will never be able to reach."

The Yancey family of Beijing, was that someone Nathalie Quinlan could ever hope to connect with?

Even the sisters in his family had no chance to associate with that man, let alone Nathalie Quinlan.

His family background, ten Nathalie Quinlans could not compare to it.

Upon hearing his definitive statement that Nathalie Quinlan was not a match, Ghania Quinlan’s mood suddenly improved. So, it was unrequited love. She almost couldn’t suppress a sneering smile, hastily lowered her head, and obediently responded, "Oh."

Nathalie Quinlan didn’t pay any attention to their exchange; she stood there indifferently, with a defiant stance, extremely impatient.

She said to Amadeus Yancey, "You guys take your time chatting, I’ll head in first."

"Go ahead, Alfred Garland is inside," he replied with a casual demeanor, seemingly unaffected by discovering her alias and as usual.

His reaction somehow made Nathalie Quinlan feel more at ease. She nodded, hummed an acknowledgment, and said, "Okay."

She was still wearing her No. 1 Middle School uniform, and her silhouette was slender. Looking at her walking away, who would have thought such a young high school girl was the legendary ’sun’ doctor on the Black Market?

Amadeus Yancey’s deep gaze shifted from her receding figure back to the man standing in front of him, looking utterly humiliated. His demeanor suddenly changed from the warm and affable air he just carried, becoming cold and defiant as he spoke, "I’ve already heard from Alfred Garland about what happened outside."