The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 286: So Everyone Else is an Old Aunt_1

Anyway, she suddenly very much wanted to understand what kind of people her parents had been, how they met, why they passed away so young, and why she ended up in the McKinney orphanage...

It was as if a leaf suddenly wanted to know where it came from and where it was supposed to land.

She sent over all the information she had found about Lynette Kingsley, her eyelids drooping as she leaned back in her chair.

Last night, she had used hacker methods to break into McKinney’s archives department, and the records of the entire Zachmann family could be pulled up at will, but the file regarding her biological mother, Lynette Kingsley, had been encrypted with a special method.

The password was extremely complex, and even she took quite a bit of time to crack it.

She had thought that she would find some important information once the encryption was broken but the contents of the file seemed to be deliberately erased, recording only a birth date and a name, without even a death date noted.

If a person existed, they couldn’t possibly leave no trace, and a lack of traces could only mean deep waters!

So she wanted the Red Alliance to check just how deep the waters were.

After all, the Red Alliance was overseas, and she was in the country. There were things she couldn’t conveniently do, but the Red Alliance could act without so many reservations!

A day’s classes passed by in the blink of an eye.

It was dismissal time in the afternoon.

Nathalie Quinlan picked up her backpack. Originally, she had plans with Jhovany Sullivan and the others to go eat at Freddy Cagwin’s spicy hotpot stall, but after receiving a message from Amadeus Yancey, she didn’t go with them.

After they parted ways at the school gate, she immediately saw the Phaeton parked by the roadside.

Nathalie Quinlan slowly walked over and pulled open the car door.

She had thought there would only be one person inside the car, but to her surprise, the little guy and Audrick Zachmann were both there.

"Sister." As soon as Edric Yancey saw Nathalie, his cheeks were rosy with a shy look, and he was unbelievably well-behaved.

Seeing this, Audrick Zachmann couldn’t help but curl his lips, wanting to loudly expose him, Fake!

Way too fake!

Before Nathalie got into the car, that brat had been busy looking annoyed at everyone, not wanting to bother with anyone, his head buried in his phone, too cool to even lift his eyelids when spoken to.

And now he had turned into an adorable little cotton-padded jacket.

"This is for sister."

As soon as Nathalie got into the car, he fished out a cup of water from somewhere. The light green package was very familiar at first glance. If it wasn’t the same lemon water with aloe vera that Amadeus had once bought for her.

She reached out to take it, the rim of the cup cool to the touch. She saw ice cubes inside and her lips slightly lifted, her eyes softening as she gently ruffled the little guy’s hair, asking with a soft voice, "Did you buy this for me?"

Edric’s face flushed instantly, as he fidgeted with the corner of his clothes, and said shyly, "Uncle took me to buy it, saying sister liked it after drinking it last time."

Despite his young age, he knew the art of reciprocity, proudly bringing up his uncle’s name, before he suddenly looked up, his large, clear eyes filled with pride, the cute, icy-and-snowy face brimming with a look of anticipation for praise, "But I used my own pocket money! (*^▽^*)"

The words ’my own pocket money’ carried such firm confidence, resonating profoundly.

With that attitude, it seemed as though he had leased Nathalie an entire fishpond!

After ’leasing the fishpond’, he became shy again, his little chest that had puffed up slowly sank back, his lips pursed, his large eyes batting, sweetly saying, "I also asked the lady at the counter to add extra aloe and ice cubes for sister."

"..." Since Audrick was with him when they bought the drink, he remembered very clearly that the girl selling the drinks could not be more than seventeen or eighteen, about the same age as Nathalie.

So in his eyes, Nathalie was a sister, and everyone else was an old aunty?!

This move, top-notch!