The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Nathalie Quinlan was pressed into his embrace but didn’t mind, she looked up, her delicate and captivating face appearing particularly flamboyant: ”How do you want to compensate?”

Amadeus Yancey lowered his head to look into her bright, charming eyes, his thin lips curled up, leaning sideways to press her against the wall, his arm bracing against it, hooking her nape, extremely alluring: ”I want... you.”

Nathalie was slightly stunned, she lifted her eyes to glance at him, raising an eyebrow with little romantic flair: ”I’m not yet 20 years old.”

”That’s why I regret it.” Amadeus’s voice was low and husky, very straightforward, his breath puffs against the girl’s nape, gently close to her earlobe: ”Nathalie, I’m taking back what I previously said.”

”Are you serious?” Nathalie’s black and white eyes seriously looked at him.

Amadeus’s deep eyes carried a smile, deliberately asking her back: ”What do you think?”

The girl wasn’t in a hurry or annoyed, her head slightly leaned back, casually leaning against the wall, addressing him: ”Oh, that’s fine too. Go ahead.”

Amadeus’s movements paused immediately, taking quite a while to regain his senses.

Nathalie, however, displayed a very open and frank expression, leaning against the wall, hands in pockets, assuming a posture of letting him proceed. Her beautiful eyes just looked at him, clearly implying ’go ahead.’

”You...”

”Hmm?” Nathalie looked at him with clear cool eyebrows, looking very arrogant no matter how you saw it.

Amadeus prided himself on having seen the ups and downs seldom had slip-ups.

This time he was defeated first, releasing his hold and helplessly stepping aside: ”What do you want for your coming-of-age ceremony?”

Nathalie looked at the road he made by stepping aside, still lazily leaning against the wall, arms crossed, raising an eyebrow as she looked over: ”Haven’t I already had my coming-of-age ceremony?”

years marks adulthood.

She had long celebrated her adult birthday.

”I meant the 20-year coming-of-age ceremony.”

”I don’t know.” Nathalie lowered her eyes, somewhat carelessly replying: ”It doesn’t matter. I’m not much interested in receiving gifts.”

Amadeus gave her a deep look, walked to the living room, and opened a drawer.

From a distance, Nathalie saw him take out a velvet-embellished box from the drawer, then walk towards herself.

Amadeus handed the box to her, his eyes suppressed with surging emotions, softly saying: ”Open it and see.”

Nathalie paused, reached out to take the box, untied the butterfly knot on the top of the box, and opened it, seeing a beautifully colored jade bracelet inside.

The jade bracelet was entirely vibrant green, with excellent water content, and a smooth, delicate texture with gentle luster.

The critical point is that its size perfectly fits her wrist.

Nathalie looked at it for a long time without taking the jade bracelet out of the box, raising her head to look at the person who gave her the gift: ”Why are you suddenly giving me this?”

Amadeus walked up to her, reached out to help her take out the jade bracelet, his eyes wrapped in inextricable tenderness: ”Nathalie, try it on.”

Nathalie hesitated for a moment.

Amadeus took her hand, carefully putting the jade bracelet on her, lifting her wrist to admire it closely, and his eyes were as tender and passionate as rolling hills: ”Do you like it?”

Nathalie only felt a chill at her left wrist, looking down to see a jade bracelet had appeared there.

Amadeus’s aesthetic taste was on point, the emerald jade bracelet rested delicately on her wrist, enhancing her extremely fair skin.

Nathalie looked at it for a while and couldn’t say it wasn’t pretty. After seriously considering, she replied to him: ”It’s easy to break.”

”I won’t wear it when I have nothing to do, just not every day.” She was either in the laboratory or running around outside with Nicholas Fuller most of the time.