The Unveiling of Secret Queen

”In Inderia, many new forces are emerging, isn’t the Yandor Sect quite powerful? I think Yandor Sect is about to surpass them.”

Khendy Lordon smirked slightly, his eyes flashing with a sharp cold light: ”They are still cultivating a waste! If Zevaney Kingsley had any talent, how could she not even get into the eighth-level laboratory? No matter how skilled Nathan Garland is, can he compare to Orson Saban?”

Zevaney Kingsley’s mentor is Nathan Garland.

Nathalie Quinlan’s mentor, however, is Orson Saban.

”Last time, they even clashed over Zevaney Kingsley with Qiao, and tried to elevate a nobody to step on her. Given the Kingsleys Family’s judgment now, why would I want to cooperate with them?”

Khendy Lordon was seemingly discussing recent major events in Inderia, making it appear like his decision was based on rational thinking.

But Valencia Jett, having followed him for over ten years, could easily understand what he was actually thinking.

Valencia Jett took a deep breath, looked into his eyes, and couldn’t help but say: ”Boss, if you truly like Qiao, why don’t you try learning how to express your feelings to a girl? If you keep going like this, I’m afraid...”

Before she finished her words, the café door was pushed open from outside.

A tall, sharp figure walked in.

The girl who entered was wearing a duckbill cap, with a simple denim jacket over her sweater, looking extremely capable and casual.

Valencia quickly shut her mouth and waved to greet the newcomer; ”Qiao, over here.”

Nathalie Quinlan entered from outside, and at first sight noticed the person sitting by the window. With Valencia calling her, she hardly took any time to find them, and walked straight towards the two.

”A cup of lemon water.”

The waiter brought the menu over, Nathalie didn’t look and coolly ordered a glass of water, then dragged the chair beside her and sat down.

She lifted her gaze and looked towards the one who called her over: ”You said you’ve found the cause of my mother’s death? Who did it?”

Before calling her here, Khendy Lordon sent her a WhatsApp message stating he’d found out about Lynette Kingsley’s death, so Nathalie rushed over without even returning to the villa.

Khendy didn’t waste time and pulled out a document, handing his phone to her: ”Here, see for yourself.”

Nathalie glanced at the phone, flipping through the contents at lightning speed, and remained unsettled for a long time, her eyes chillingly cold. She looked up and uttered two words: ”Kingsleys Family?”

Khendy got his phone back, placed it on the table, and leisurely replied: ”I’m not sure. For now, this is all I’ve found. As for how much it relates to Kingsleys Family, or if they are the direct cause, I don’t know. I only know that the last people Aunt saw were Kingsleys Family members.”

”From then on, Aunt disappeared from this world.” Khendy’s eyes were deep, carrying a gentle Wen Ya grace: ”Even if Kingsleys Family aren’t the masterminds, they are undeniably linked to Aunt’s death.”

Nathalie took a deep breath, her mind tense once more.

Ever since she was with Amadeus Yancey, she rarely lost control like this, unable to manage her emotions.

Yet at this moment, she couldn’t prevent a streak of rebellious emotion from flashing across her eyes, smirking slightly, licking her lips: ”Huh, impressive.”

She had previously investigated her mother’s death, already suspecting it was tied to the Kingsleys Family.

But with Khendy placing the evidence in front of her, Nathalie couldn’t help but laugh, disgusted to no end.

Until discovering this lead on the Kingsleys Family, she’d never imagined Lynette Kingsley might have perished at her family’s hand, now it seemed all of them were privy to the inside story.