The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 193: Chapter 193: Amadeus is actually smiling?_1

”I heard you.”

That voice.

Nathalie Quinlan inexplicably found it familiar.

It was primarily too distinctive.

A ripple passed through her heart, yet she felt it was unlikely to be such a coincidence.

”Dr. Sun, where are you?”

As she was distracted, the other party had already asked the location first. Nathalie Quinlan looked up at the bustling emergency hall of the City Hospital and said, ”I’m at McKinney City Hospital. I’ve accepted your assignment, but I need to perform surgery on someone important first. It might take half a day.”

”If you think it’s okay, then send the stuff over. I need it urgently, the quicker the better.”

Worried that he might waste time on the road, Nathalie added, ”Or you can tell me where you are, and I’ll come to you.”

The person on the other end of the phone actually laughed, a low and enticing laugh, as if the trailing sound passed through the phone and pressed against her ear, ”What a coincidence, I am also at the City Hospital.”

Nathalie’s heart suddenly skipped a beat.

The other party didn’t give her a chance to say much and said, ”I’ll wait for you at the entrance of the emergency department’s staircase.”

Then hung up the phone.

...

Inside the ward.

Alfred Garland disregarded the Fishers’ group outside the door, entered the ward, and immediately saw Amadeus Yancey, with his jaw tight-set, barely concealing a devil-may-care smirk.

The young master’s leg was broken, yet Amadeus was still smiling?

Was his heart too big?

”Amadeus,” Alfred Garland didn’t dare disturb the little fellow crying helplessly in the hospital bed. He approached softly and called out to him, ”The Yancey Family is coming. They’ve already boarded the plane and are expected to arrive in three hours.”

Amadeus Yancey gazed at the sky outside the window, turning the color of a fish’s belly, silently retracted his phone, and acknowledged him with a grunt, ”I’ll step out for a bit.”

Alfred Garland expressed his surprise, ”Now?”

”Yes, now.”

Amadeus Yancey, thinking about a secret he had uncovered, was in an exceptionally good mood. With a hint of a smile, he instructed, ”Take good care of Edric for me. Without my permission, do not let anyone in.”

”...Alright.”

Alfred Garland covertly observed his breezy demeanor, frowning as he was filled with profound doubt.

Was Amadeus... sick?

With the young master’s leg broken due to someone’s foul play, how could he be so pleased?

...

At the emergency department’s staircase corner, Nathalie Quinlan waited a full ten minutes, becoming increasingly restless and frequently checking the time.

Until a familiar figure appeared in the emergency hall.

The moment he appeared, he stood out like a crane among chickens, clearly distinguishable from the ordinary people in the bustling emergency hall.

His costly aura was particularly eye-catching.

Especially since he had finally changed his clothes today, not wearing the dark-colored shirt he wore the past two days, but the thin V-neck sweater they had bought in the mall, along with well-pressed suit pants wrapping around his statuesque legs, and a khaki trench coat over it.

He was tall and long-legged, standing at 1.85 meters. Even among ordinary people, he was at least a head taller than those passing by.

Add to that his extraordinary temperament, even though everyone there had urgent matters, his distinctive presence still drew plenty of attention.

Amadeus Yancey?

Nathalie Quinlan’s brow furrowed.

A trace of displeasure and irritation surfaced on her gorgeous, delicate face.

What was he doing here? And what about Edric, was he left alone in the ward?

As she was thinking this, the phone in her hand suddenly rang.

Nathalie picked up the phone and looked at it.

It was a call from the phone number Lowie Wilmar had given her.

She couldn’t care less about the man downstairs and turned around to answer the phone.

”Hello, have you arrived?”

”I have.”

Even though the conversation was through the phone, she seemed to hear the reverberation of the man’s chest as he spoke.

Her eyebrows tightened, and she looked down, ”Where are you? I’ll come and meet you.”