The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 1885: Chapter 1885: Amadeus, Your Cover Was Blown

Their foreheads almost touched, and a resplendent handsome face approached, magnifying his elegant demeanor. His brows and eyes were like jade: ”Nathalie, do you want me to help?”

”Hm?” Nathalie Quinlan had been immersed in that puzzling problem, not noticing him coming close, until she heard him speak and slightly raised her head, her nose brushing past his. Only then did she realize how close they were...

Amadeus Yancey’s breath swept over almost, carrying the cool aroma of mint leaves—not overpowering, yet impossible to evade.

Amadeus watched the girl momentarily lose focus, curving his thin lips, his voice deep and husky: ”In three days, it’s the recruitment assessment for The First Research Institute. What’s Nathalie the Goddess’s plan for the exam?”

Nathalie was nearly trapped against the chair by him. Upon hearing the question, she slightly raised her gaze and uttered a sound: ”Just going with the flow.”

Seeing that she wasn’t particularly anxious, Amadeus leaned closer, his thin lips almost brushing past hers: ”Do you want me to help you with tutoring?”

Nathalie: ”?”

What?

Tutoring?

”Ah.” Amadeus Yancey seldom saw her show a surprised expression, and the more he looked, the more he found her adorable: ”It’s the research institute assessment in three days, do you want me to give you some lessons in advance?”

”Hm?” Nathalie was still in shock.

He reached out to tuck the stray strands of hair behind her ear, suddenly hooking the back of her head as Amadeus lowered his head...

Two minutes later.

He breathed slightly, his nape long and white, released his hand, arranged the hair hanging behind her ears again, his gaze deep as the vast starry sea, and walked to the desk, seeing the laptop on the desk.

Amadeus Yancey curved his index finger, lightly knocking on the open laptop, his voice still carrying a trace of lazy hoarseness: ”The problem you were looking at just now? Replace this part, replace it with...”

The man’s voice was neither rushed nor slow, calm and powerful. His approach to solving the problem was very clear, and the place she had diverged in her thinking became simple and easy to understand under his explanation.

Initially, Nathalie couldn’t immediately focus, but as she listened to his soothing and powerful explanation, her own thoughts also broadened.

She took up the pen again and tried to calculate on her scratch paper according to Amadeus Yancey’s method.

Sure enough, the final answer calculated was quite similar to the answer calculated on the computer.

Nathalie couldn’t help but pause, tightening her grip on the pen, her knuckles slightly bulging, as she suddenly recalled what Jaycent Kingsley had once said to her.

The First Research Institute had previously allowed someone who wasn’t Inderian to get in. The institute broke many rules for that person, but a year later, that person mysteriously left the institute...

So that person... Was named Yancey?

*

Three days later, the research institute assessment day officially arrived.

The assessment at The First Research Institute was divided into theoretical and practical exams, and everyone participating had to first pass the theoretical part to qualify for the subsequent practical exam.

Moreover, the theoretical exam at The First Research Institute was different from those outside.

They don’t care about your ranking, but there’s a passing score.

For instance, with a total score of 911, you must score at least 90 to pass, and those who don’t reach the passing line are deemed eliminated.

That is to say.

A total of 83 people participated in this recruitment exam, and even if you ranked among the top 30, as long as you didn’t reach 90, you’d still be eliminated.

That’s why in past years, after the first round of assessment, only a small number of people continued to the second round at The First Research Institute.