The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 341: It Sounds Like Talking About Nathalie_1
Both men were over six feet tall, and the one wearing a suit had well-proportioned facial features and a straight back, giving off a lively and handsome aura.
The focus, however, was on the other man—around twenty-three or twenty-four years old, whose face was so dangerously attractive it wasn’t an exaggeration to say it could cause trouble, even better looking than stars on TV.
What was crucial was his attire, which, although casual, revealed no discernible brand. They could tell from just the cutting and texture that the clothes were expensive.
Such a customer would stir the heart of any flight attendant.
Unfortunately, the boss had personally warned them beforehand, so even if they were tempted, they wouldn’t dare to act rashly in front of him, and could only indulge their cravings privately.
Just fantasize a bit.
The flight attendant who had just spoken with Amadeus Yancey still had red ears, unable to hide her excitement, and said softly, "Male."
The flight attendant who asked her brightened instantly, about to envy her fortune.
The next second, a cold bucket of water was thrown: "Stop daydreaming. He has a girlfriend. The girl fell asleep as soon as she got on the airplane, and he most likely asked for the blanket for her."
The disheartened flight attendant showed a mournful expression and, trying to make light of the situation, said, "That’s someone else’s boyfriend for you. Indeed, art imitates life but also transcends it. Romantic dramas do exist, it’s just that we are not on that level! Another day of feeling envious until it hurts."
"Haha, indeed. That girl looks like she’s at most in high school, not yet in college. Those high school students have already become life’s winners, booking the entire first-class cabin. Imagine us, still single at thirty. Tough luck~" Having taken out the blanket already, she spoke with a smile curling at her eyes, "I won’t keep chatting with you, I’m going to bring the blanket over there."
"Right, I’m also going to prepare the drinks to bring over."
The two of them chatted back and forth, their voices not loud.
However, Jeff Quinlan and Emilia Sullivan were seated in the first row of business class and happened to overhear their conversation.
At first, Jeff Quinlan wasn’t paying attention to what they were saying, but the more he listened, the more something seemed off. After the two flight attendants walked away with their items, he turned his head, furrowed his brow, and with a serious expression on his square face, said, "Did you hear what they said? The first-class tickets weren’t sold out, but were booked by someone. Among those in the first-class cabin, there is a high school girl. Doesn’t that sound a lot like Nathalie?"
Emilia Sullivan twisted her mouth dismissively, "Her? You’re overthinking it. Didn’t they say there were other people besides the girl? When we saw Nathalie Quinlan at the airport, she was alone. If she had booked the entire first-class cabin, where would the second person come from?"
"That’s true." Jeff Quinlan thought about the scene he saw at the airport when he saw Nathalie by herself with two suitcases in front of her. They stood there for quite a while, with no second person nearby, which showed she traveled to Beijing alone.
Having thought this through, he felt somewhat relieved, but still had something on his mind.
"Did you see her among the passengers heading to the economy class when you boarded?"
After careful consideration, Emilia Sullivan shook her head: "Didn’t see her."
Seeing Jeff Quinlan’s hesitant expression again, she lifted her eyelids and somewhat dismissively tried to reassure him, "I think you’re just too paranoid because Nathalie Quinlan gave you a psychological trauma. Do you think the airline’s first-class cabin can just be booked by anyone? We couldn’t book an entire first-class cabin when we flew before, so what could that young girl possibly do to book one?"
"But still..." He had a gut feeling that Nathalie was the person those two flight attendants were talking about!







