The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Lianna Young sent the two of them off in the car and exchanged WhatsApp with Nathalie Quinlan. She originally wanted to drive them a little further, but ultimately gave up the idea after Amadeus Yancey spoke up.

Before Vincent Moore drove the car away, she solemnly apologized to Nathalie Quinlan for what happened tonight in front of many people from the Yandor Sect.

Nathalie Quinlan just said she didn’t mind it.

Lianna Young grew even fonder of her, stood in place, and watched their car drive off into the distance before retracting her gaze. She elbowed Zed Moore beside her hard, complaining in a disgruntled tone, ”How come you didn’t tell me Ms. Quinlan was so nice before? It made me look like the bad guy! I didn’t mean anything bad, I just wasn’t willing... Seven years is not short.”

Zed Moore almost coughed up blood from her elbow jab, struggled to keep up with her pace, and said helplessly, ”I told you, you just didn’t listen closely.”

Lianna Young suddenly stopped in her tracks, turned to look at him.

Zed Moore had to stop with her, touched his own face: ”There’s nothing on my face, is there?”

Lianna Young narrowed her beautiful eyes full of hostility, pointed at his eyes, and snorted coldly: ”Humph, your eyes tell me you just wanted to watch the drama!”

Zed Moore: ”...” He did indeed want to watch some drama, after all, Amadeus’ drama isn’t something you get to see every day. However, he didn’t expect Lianna Young to lose so miserably... this counts as a pleasant surprise.

Lianna Young shifted her gaze away, raised her hand, resumed walking forward, muttering to herself: ”Forget it, but you have to admit Ms. Quinlan is really beautiful. Even as a woman, she makes my heart flutter. No wonder Amadeus likes her! I like her too, it’s rare to find girls these days who are so generous and not awkward.”

Zed Moore was stunned hearing her words, and after realizing, his temples started throbbing in pain again, shook his head helplessly, and caught up with her.

*

On the other side, on the high-speed road, the red sports car sped smoothly, with streetlights on both sides receding in an orderly manner outside the car window.

Sadam Vinson turned on the car’s sound system, played a soothing piano piece, and was about to open the car window for some air when he received a call from Emma Gabehart.

”Mr. Fuller, I’m taking a call.”

He turned back to tell Nicholas Fuller.

Nicholas Fuller had no objections, leaned back and said, ”Go ahead.”

Sadam Vinson turned on the car’s Bluetooth, lowered the volume, and with a smile barely concealed in his voice said to the person on the other end: ”Why are you calling me again?”

”I’m driving, I’ll talk to you when I get back.” As he spoke, he glanced at Nicholas Fuller.

Nicholas Fuller awkwardly closed his eyes pretending to be deaf, to avoid interrupting the young couple’s romance.

Who knew the voice of a girl as cold as frost would come from the car: ”Don’t you know why I’m calling? I just want to know how well our family boss’s recovery is going. Just tell me in one sentence, I’m busy and too lazy to call you back.”

”Ahem.” Sadam Vinson felt a bit awkward, gave a cover-up cough, and said to Nicholas Fuller in a low voice: ”That’s just how she is.”

Nicholas Fuller opened his eyes, stifled a laugh, and nodded cooperatively: ”Yes, young people these days all have their own personalities.”

Sadam Vinson always felt Nicholas Fuller seemed to have seen through him, touched his earlobe, but in this situation, no man would admit he couldn’t handle his ’girlfriend.’

He gathered his composure, ready to tell Emma Gabehart about Nathalie Quinlan’s recovery: ”Nathalie...”

Suddenly, a blinding white light shot towards his eyes——