The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 995: Chapter 995: Nathalie: Because She Crossed My Bottom Line

It’s over.

All that was left in her mind were these two words, and all attempts at an explanation seemed pale and chaotic, with incredibly lame excuses.

”Nathalie Quinlan is jealous of me! Yes. She has always been jealous of me since we were kids. She can’t stand seeing me win awards. When she heard I had won the Grammy Gold Medal for Arrangement and was going to study abroad, she became jealous of me, so she caused all this trouble. My hand...”

If she had not tried to explain, Master Steven might have had a shred of sympathy for her, but now he was filled with nothing but disappointment.

He turned his head and looked at the girl who was casually lounging with a duckbill cap pressed down, and his attitude softened as he spoke gently, ”Ms. Quinlan, I will explain the situation with the Grammy Gold Medal when I return to my country. It’s just that once the Grammy Award is given, it is given. Even if there’s some... unfairness involved, I might not be able to immediately return the award to you.”

”It doesn’t matter.” Nathalie Quinlan shrugged indifferently, casually adjusting the brim of her cap, exposing a section of her pale wrist.

”I’ll try my best to fight for you.”

After chatting a few more words with Master Steven, his assistant made a phone call. He checked the time; his flight was almost ready for security check. He turned his head and asked Nathalie Quinlan for the draft of the new arrangement and hurriedly left.

*

In the hospital room, Ghania Quinlan watched her teacher walk away, her heart sinking into an endless darkness.

She desperately tried to get up from the hospital bed, wanting to struggle till the end, unwilling to give up so easily, but the effects of the anesthesia from the surgery were still wearing off. Her movements were too drastic, and she just clumsily fell from the bed to the ground.

She still had an IV drip attached to her hand, and with such a violent movement, blood was immediately drawn up into the plastic drip tube.

Seeing that she was indeed his own niece, sharing the same bloodline as him, Myles Sullivan felt a twinge in his brow and quickly stormed in: ”Ghania.”

”Are you okay?”

He helped the person on the floor up, then looked at Ghania Quinlan’s face, which was as white as paper, with a pained expression. He then turned his head, his anger hardly concealable as he looked at the girl standing in the middle of the hospital room, furiously accusing, ”She’s your sister, even if you don’t share blood, you’ve lived together for eighteen years. Why must you be so ruthless?!”

Alfred Garland was stunned by his moral standards, his brows furrowing as he instinctively looked towards Nathalie Quinlan’s direction.

Amadeus Yancey’s eyes quickly turned cold, giving Myles Sullivan a glance that carried endless warning and chill.

Myles Sullivan felt the gaze that settled on him, but at that moment, he was filled with both shame and anger, along with regrets that he did not want to confront. With pursed lips, he stubbornly held his ground, accusingly staring at Nathalie Quinlan without giving an inch, ”Do you know Ghania has already withdrawn from Tsinghua University? What you’re doing is akin to ruining her future!”

”She’s your sister! After more than ten years, even living with a dog for ten years would build an attachment. How can you be so heartless?!”

He didn’t think about what Ghania Quinlan had done, only impulsively blaming it all on Nathalie Quinlan, as if by doing so he could feel slightly better.

Nathalie Quinlan’s gaze was indifferent, showing no reaction. Her dark eyes looked at him, quite beautiful, meeting his gaze without any trace of guilt or yielding, very direct, and nonchalantly, ”Because she crossed the line this time.”

”What?” Myles Sullivan was unaware of what Ghania Quinlan had done behind the scenes, instinctively frowning, suppressing a breath, still self-righteously saying, ”Even if your sister has done things wrong, you can communicate with me. This time as well, you could have spoken to me. Why did you have to bring Master Steven into this, and is the car accident related to you?”