The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 136: My Younger Brother_1

He remembered Nathalie didn’t like milk tea.

Unexpectedly, her pale, soft hands took the milk tea bag from him.

"Drink up."

Nathalie lowered her lashes and naturally took out a straw from the bag, leisurely inserted it, and took a sip.

Ugh, as expected, annoyingly sticky.

Her brows quickly knitted together, then relaxed; holding the milk tea cup, she took another sip before lazily lifting her head to look at the one tall and one short watching her.

"It’s good."

"Really? Sis," Edric beamed with delight, nearly clapping his hands.

Nathalie took another sip of the sticky milk tea, bowed her head, and gave him a firm answer, "Mmm, it’s especially good. This orange flavor is better than the other milk teas."

She wasn’t exactly lying to a child; she might have been sick if it had been any other flavor.

Edric: "Because I specifically asked the shop auntie for orange flavor, and she added extra sugar just for me."

Nathalie took a sip, the sweetness sticking to her teeth, truly unable to drink more, and reached out to pat his head, asking in a relaxed manner.

"Did you thank the auntie?"

"I did say thank you to the auntie."

Alfred quietly curled his lips from behind; the little master was really bluffing.

Apart from being this well-behaved in front of Ms. Quinlan, are you that kind of cute person in front of others?

Unfortunately, Nathalie couldn’t hear his inward screams; she patted the little fellow’s head again, the feel was so nice, she squinted her eyes and complimented him, "You’re so well-behaved."

Jhovany and the others also noticed the arrival of a cute child, crowding around the three of them and chattering.

"Nathalie, who is this child?"

"So cute."

"Yeah, super cute, so well-behaved."

Clerent, bold as ever, not only complimented him but also dared to reach out and touch his face.

Alfred was sweating for her.

The results were that Edric was especially cooperative, letting several Misses pinch his face without losing his temper, like a well-behaved little kitty, explaining in a sweet voice, "I’m my sister’s younger brother." Not a friend’s nephew.

Jhovany also sneakily touched for a moment, envied to death, and turned to ask Nathalie, "Nathalie, is this your younger brother? He’s so cute."

Who would have thought Professor Zachmann looked so young and already had a son.

She also wished she had a younger brother.

Only when she looked up did she notice, besides the cute kid, there was actually a man.

Hey, isn’t that the man from the Great Hall?

He even glanced back in their direction; she had asked Nathalie if the handsome guy was looking their way.

Nathalie knows him?

Indeed, at that time, he was looking in their direction!

Nathalie saw the little guy had finished speaking on his own and was blushing and nervously telling her classmates, "My sister is cute."

Her lips curled up, her eyes sparkling with pride, "Mmm, my younger brother. He came to pick me up from school, and he will join us for dinner later."

"Wow. Little buddy, want to sit next to me?"

"Clerent, don’t fight with me, Nathalie’s younger brother will definitely sit next to me."

"No, sit next to me."

Several girls started arguing.

Nathalie touched the little guy’s head and said coolly, "He’s a bit introverted, let’s talk about it when he’s more familiar. Today, just let him sit next to me."

Edric had been feeling nervous and at a loss, reluctant to sit next to anyone else yet not wanting Nathalie to lose face in front of her classmates, struggling with himself.

Then he heard her soft voice saying he would sit with her, his heart so sweet, he looked up, his eyes unable to contain anyone else.