The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Nathalie Quinlan caught the phone Emma Gabehart tossed over to her. The password system on Zevaney Kingsley’s phone was no more than a mere ornament in front of her, and she casually pulled up the last dialed phone numbers by Zevaney.

Willy Kingsley.

The call lasted a full five minutes.

It was clear Zevaney Kingsley reacted pretty quickly.

She likely made this secretive call the moment she saw Emma Gabehart.

Nathalie Quinlan edited the phone’s location system, and in less than a minute, Zevaney Kingsley’s phone location disappeared from the tracking system.

Without a trace.

As if the red dot of Zevaney Kingsley’s location had never existed.

Nathalie Quinlan blocked Zevaney Kingsley’s phone location signal and then put her phone away.

Emma Gabehart roughly explained Zevaney Kingsley’s situation to her. Seeing Nathalie Quinlan didn’t seem to mind the Kingsleys Family, Emma decided not to worry unnecessarily.

Before leaving, Emma Gabehart reminded Nathalie Quinlan, ”Boss, be careful yourself. I’ll head out now. If anything comes up, give me a call.”

She opened the car door in a cool manner, ready to jump in, but before turning around, she noticed Sadam Vinson next to Nathalie Quinlan. Raising an eyebrow, she threw him a flirtatious wink, ”Handsome, see you next time.”

”Next time, I’ll treat you to dinner.”

Sadam Vinson’s eyebrow twitched, almost taken aback by her natural use of the word ’sister.’

Was he just... flirted with?

After speaking, Emma Gabehart stylishly turned and got into the car, slamming the door shut, and lazily said to the person inside, ”Let’s go.”

The green Jeep roared back to life.

Emma Gabehart waved at Nathalie Quinlan, and in a blink, the car was out of sight.

With Emma Gabehart gone, it turned quiet around the villa.

Nathalie Quinlan made a phone call, instructing someone to take Zevaney Kingsley to the abandoned factory Amadeus Yancey had cleared out for her.

Just after she hung up, ready to lift her leg to head back.

Sadam Vinson leaned in, blocking her path, his usually unserious eyes now bright, ”Nathalie, I have a favor to ask you.”

Nathalie Quinlan gave him a deep glance, understanding his intentions, pulled down her Duckbill Cap in a cool manner, and said, ”...She treats everyone like this, don’t take it to heart.”

Emma Gabehart had a thing for good-looking people.

Her treatment of handsome guys was generally like a warm spring breeze.

However, she had a quirk—after flirting, she was never responsible.

Emma Gabehart loved flirting, but she was quite a heart-breaker.

Sadam Vinson didn’t expect her to see through him so quickly, awkwardly coughed once, and followed, still hoping, ”No worries, I’m always like this toward everyone. I think she’s great; do you have her WhatsApp? We can become friends.”

Nathalie Quinlan felt headache by his persistence, stopping at the door of the villa and throwing him a sidelong glance, a look that made Sadam Vinson quite uneasy.

”Nathalie...”

Nathalie Quinlan’s eyes were captivating, different from Emma Gabehart’s type of beauty, her eyes deep black and bright, a bit dark.

Sadam Vinson felt uneasy under her gaze, touching his face, suspecting something was stuck there.

”Let me put it this way,” Nathalie Quinlan said, one hand in her pocket with a serious expression, but with a somewhat leisurely tone, unintentionally, ”...You’re no match, you can’t handle her.”

Sadam Vinson: ”?”

He felt like he was underestimated.

To think he would be looked down upon regarding his skills in dating!

”Nathalie, hasn’t Amadeus ever told you, a man should never be considered incapable?” Sadam Vinson objected, ”And coincidentally, I like high-difficulty challenges!”

”...”

Nathalie Quinlan looked at him as if he were a fool.

”Alright then.” She didn’t insist on stopping him, seeing Sadam Vinson was determined to get Emma Gabehart’s contact details, she merely said, ”If you insist on having her WhatsApp, I can ask for you, but she may not give it to you.”