The Unveiling of Secret Queen

However, the principle of Morse Code is extremely complex, and it looks quite normal from the outside.

He glanced at the two pages of the registry form, then handed them back to Nathalie Quinlan.

Nathalie took it calmly, placed the two pages back into the black hardcover notebook, looked up, and asked him, "What time are Mrs. Yancey and the others leaving?"

Amadeus Yancey was still pondering over what she had found out: "Six in the evening."

Giordano Yancey’s original plan was to leave at two-thirty in the afternoon.

Since he didn’t wait for Nathalie to come out of the villa yesterday, he changed the time once he returned, rescheduling it to six in the evening.

He likely wanted to see Nathalie once more before leaving.

Amadeus understood the old man’s thoughts, but he preferred Nathalie to get more rest.

After all, when they return to Beijing, the old man can meet her as much as he wants, so there’s no need to insist on seeing her right before leaving.

At this moment, Nathalie stood up, lowered her eyelids, and coolly said to him, "Just in time. I promised Edric to give him a Metaverse model set. We can go shopping in the afternoon, and I can buy it. Later, we can see Mrs. Yancey and the others off, and I can pass the items to Mr. Yancey and Mrs. Yancey to bring back for me."

"You’re going to see them off?" Amadeus furrowed his brows, standing up alongside her.

Nathalie wasn’t short.

But compared to the six-foot-tall Amadeus Yancey, she seemed less imposing.

However, her personal aura was incredibly strong.

As Sadam Vinson would say, she’s really J8 cool.

Thus, when Nathalie stood next to Amadeus, there wasn’t any sense of her being overshadowed; both of them had strong personalities, making their presence together quite harmonious to outsiders.

Nathalie stuffed her hands in her pockets, looked away, not meeting his eyes, unaccustomed to expressing emotions: "I’ll come back to catch up on sleep after seeing Mrs. Yancey and the rest off, it won’t delay anything."

Amadeus curled his lips slightly, his eyes flickering with light, fixating on the person in front of him: "Alright, I’ll let Mr. Yancey know. He would be very pleased to know you’ll be seeing him off."

"Hmm." Nathalie avoided his gaze, awkwardly tugging at her duckbill cap’s brim, her expression as unchanged and cool as always.

But Amadeus knew this was her way of holding Giordano Yancey and Candice Yancey close to her heart.

He walked to the side to make a phone call to Mr. Yancey.

*

The atmosphere in the Inderia’s commercial district is quite vibrant, being a global wealth center naturally brings people from various parts of the world together.

After parking the car, Amadeus gentlemanly opened the car door for the girl, saying, "Let’s go, we’re here."

"Alright." Nathalie took only her phone, not carrying anything else, and swiftly got out of the car, walking into the mall shoulder to shoulder with him.

...

In a high-end restaurant across the street from this commercial district, the place adorned with graceful orchestral music exuded an ambiance of upscale elegance.

Zevaney Kingsley was seated by the window, frequently checking the time on her watch.

The waiter had already brought two cups of coffee.

The coffee in front of Zevaney had gone cold, so she called the waiter to replace it with two new cups.

When the waiter brought the new coffee, she happily saw the person she was waiting for appear in her line of sight.

"Marco, over here." Zevaney Kingsley smiled, gesturing for him to come over.

Today, Marco Lordon was dressed in casual attire, looking particularly fresh. Seeing her, he strode towards her table, pulling out a chair opposite her and sat down.