The Unveiling of Secret Queen

”Little Miss, what do you mean?”

Nathalie Quinlan could tell from his reaction that this time it must have been Hansel Kingsley’s private action, and the rest of the Kingsleys family were unaware.

She curled her lips into a smile, her eyes quite intense as she met James Lawrence’s gaze: ”My dad nearly had a car accident yesterday in Beijing. A large truck driver, driving while fatigued, almost hit him. Fortunately, he was lucky and avoided it. But that driver wasn’t so lucky; he reportedly died on the spot.”

At first, James Lawrence had no idea what Nathalie Quinlan meant with her straightforward words, until he heard this, and suddenly understood what was going on.

He wasn’t stupid.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have stood out among many to become Lynn Kingsley’s trusted right-hand man. It didn’t take him long to figure out who did it.

Sixth Elder.

James Lawrence’s heart sped up, his mouth opened, but he didn’t know what to say for a moment.

Nathalie Quinlan didn’t beat around the bush either: ”I’ve found out who was behind it.”

”...” James Lawrence’s heart tightened even more, shocked that Nathalie Quinlan had acted so swiftly, pinpointing the person behind it right away.

His throat was dry, and his voice turned hoarse: ”Wh-who did you find?”

He still held onto a sliver of hope in his heart.

After all, Hansel Kingsley always did things carefully, unlikely to be caught.

Who would have thought.

As soon as he finished speaking.

Nathalie Quinlan casually dropped a name: ”Hansel Kingsley.”

James Lawrence abruptly stood up, the movement nearly knocking over the table in front of him in the open-air café; the hot cocoa in front of the girl almost spilled out of the cup...

James Lawrence couldn’t care less about that.

He looked at the girl in front of him, his expression changing several times, finally forcing a smile, seemingly to gloss over it: ”N-no way. The Sixth Elder has no reason to do this, your father is his relative, he wouldn’t do such a thing.”

”I’m just asking for one attitude from the Kingsleys now. One, you hand over the person, and this matter has nothing to do with the Kingsleys. Two, if you don’t hand over the person, I’ll assume the Kingsleys are involved.” Nathalie Quinlan crossed her legs, speaking to him calmly.

James Lawrence couldn’t maintain the same composure, his heart already in turmoil... He knew well that Nathalie Quinlan called him out this time not just for a mere attitude from the Kingsleys, or it could be said she needed an attitude from the Kingsleys.

But that attitude not only decides where the Kingsleys stand but also who the Kingsleys choose this time.

Hansel Kingsley or... her.

Once the Kingsleys express their attitude and make a choice.

There’s no turning back for either side.

Of course, James Lawrence also understood clearly that Nathalie Quinlan was giving the Kingsleys a chance by calling him out to talk this time.

The choice is right in front of him.

James Lawrence didn’t dare to say a word carelessly.

Lately, he more or less grasped the girl’s character, knowing that Nathalie Quinlan wasn’t like Zevaney Kingsley, who liked pleasantries.

So after a brief moment of blankness, he pursed his lips seriously and said to Nathalie Quinlan: ”Little Miss, this matter is too big, not something I can decide. How about this, would you mind waiting a moment? I’ll make a phone call to the Clan Chief and get back to you, is that alright?”

”Alright.” Nathalie Quinlan hadn’t expected James Lawrence to represent the Kingsleys in responding to her, so she readily agreed and gestured him to feel free.

James Lawrence then stepped aside to make the phone call.