The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 1938: Chapter 1938: Please Leave!

She didn’t notice that a group of people were also heading towards the private room of Ocean Pavilion.

Leading them was Zevaney Kingsley, who hadn’t shown herself today.

There were three or four people beside Zevaney, including a man in his thirties wearing a somewhat worn trench coat, with a face slightly dark and average-looking.

He suddenly stopped halfway, glancing towards the direction of Nathalie Quinlan: ”That person... is the rookie king recruited by the institute this year?”

He suddenly stopped.

The others were forced to stop and look as well.

Sure enough, they saw Nathalie Quinlan who had just finished the phone call and was about to go back.

The weather had been cold lately, yet the girl was wearing a somewhat thin-looking sweater, all in black, paired with a duckbill cap on her head, radiating an aura of coldness deterring strangers.

She seemingly didn’t notice Zevaney’s group, and just opened one of the private room doors and went inside.

”I heard she did very well in the second round of assessments, despite never having studied systematically, she managed to complete an 8th level simulation experiment...”

Harvey Cadorette’s dark face clearly showed his interest in Nathalie Quinlan, unabashedly praising her.

He’s a member of the 8th level laboratory.

Zevaney also has to try to win him over.

Today, they came to Ocean Pavilion for a meal because Zevaney wanted to entertain him and establish connections with the 8th level laboratory people.

Who could have known they would run into Nathalie here.

Such a coincidence!

Zevaney lowered her eyelids, the smile on her lips faded, yet she maintained her appearance, smiling faintly and said: ”Seems like it, I haven’t paid attention to her.”

”She...” Harvey still wanted to ask about this year’s rookie king.

Zevaney lowered her eyelashes to hide her emotions, reluctantly diverting the topic: ”Harvey, let’s go inside.”

”Alright.” Harvey was stunned, retracted his gaze, and didn’t think much of it.

The waiter at Ocean Pavilion led them to another large private room at the end of the corridor, opened the door for them.

He then followed Zevaney into the private room.

The group entered in single file.

Only a young man about the same age as Zevaney walked last, waiting for everyone to enter.

He casually found an excuse and took the opportunity to leave with the waiter.

*

Inside the [Tide Rising] private room.

Nathalie Quinlan returned to the private room after finishing her phone call.

Wincent Sullivan was still chatting with Agnes Baker about the December group assessments, she returned to her seat and pulled out the chair.

Just as she sat down.

Not even two minutes had passed, suddenly someone knocked on the door of the private room.

”Come in.” Nathalie had already eaten her fill, mainly sitting there waiting for Wincent and Agnes to finish their meals, she heard the knocking and called out carelessly.

She originally thought it was the waiter coming in to change the tea.

Who knew that the person coming in was a woman who looked like a supervisor, her short hair sharp, she didn’t bother with any unnecessary words upon entering, directly saying: ”Sorry, guests, you can no longer continue to use this private room.”

”If it’s convenient, please leave now.”

Wincent Sullivan and Agnes Baker had never encountered such a situation, both froze at the same time.

Agnes reacted rather quickly, put down her chopsticks, furrowed her brows asking her: ”What do you mean? What do you mean we can’t continue using this private room. We’ve only eaten half of our meal, asking us to leave now is inappropriate.”

The supervisor however remained unmoved, eyes set straight: ”I’m sorry, dear guest, I can’t disclose the specific reason. But indeed, you cannot continue using this room, please leave.”

This seems like being kicked out!