The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 95: How did he fall for a senior high school girl_1
He meant to investigate thoroughly!
Mr. Jones felt bitter at heart. A thorough investigation would only harm the school’s reputation and bring no benefits, but with the big Buddha speaking up, did he, a mere principal, have any room to refuse?
"Mr. Yancey, this matter..." He still didn’t give up, wanting to fight for the school’s reputation.
He then heard the man’s voice, filled with a warning, "I don’t have many flaws, but I do have a bad temper. Only I can bully my people. If someone else bullies them and I can’t find that person, then I can only turn to the school."
His tone was very light, with no strong threats, but the immense pressure still weighed heavily on the principal and the director of instruction.
Mr. Jones originally wanted to fight for the school a bit more, but once Amadeus Yancey spoke, he could only nod incessantly, "Understood, Mr. Yancey, rest assured, the school will definitely give Nathalie Quinlan a proper explanation."
"That’s good then."
Amadeus Yancey’s eyes carried a cold gleam as he glanced at Mr. Jones and said with a polite yet distant tone, "Then I’ll take her back first."
"Of course."
Tall and with long legs, he carried Nathalie quickly, his imposing figure drawing the attention of many at No. 1 Middle School, gradually disappearing from view.
The girls in front of Nathalie were all staring with wide eyes.
This was just too... too enchanting, wasn’t it?
Before, everyone said that the school beauty’s boyfriend was handsome and even posted his photo on the forum. Compared with the handsome guy in the photos, this man was like a green apple, fresh and tender.
Was this Nathalie’s boyfriend?
Even Mr. Jones couldn’t help but emit a soulful exclamation as he watched the two leave, "Mr. Young, would you be so protective of a friend’s sister?"
"Uh..." The director of instruction didn’t know what he was trying to convey. Frowning deeply, he couldn’t answer, "Out of respect for the friend, I should protect her, but whether I would protect her to this extent, I don’t know."
"Indeed."
Mr. Jones couldn’t clarify what he found strange, but he felt that Mr. Yancey’s attitude toward Nathalie from his arrival to his departure wasn’t like treating a girl-next-door. That no-second-thought princess carry seemed more like the attitude of a man toward a woman!
But with the status of the Yancey Family in Beijing, how could Mr. Yancey take an interest in a girl still in her senior year of high school?
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Outside the school, a Phaeton was quietly parked.
Alfred Garland leant on the car, waiting. Seeing the two of them come out, he hurriedly opened the car door, his eyes low, as if not seeing Amadeus carrying Nathalie, "Amadeus, you’re out."
"Hm, contact the orthopedics department, let’s go to the City Hospital."
Amadeus gently placed the girl from his arms inside the car, then lazily bent down to get in himself.
As soon as Nathalie got in, she immediately shied away from him, furrowing her brows, dismissing her arm’s injury as trivial, "No need to go to the City Hospital, my hand is just bruised, the bone is not injured."
Alfred was already in the car, and upon hearing this, he was unsure whether to go to the hospital or not.
Amadeus’s deep eyes enveloped in coolness showed no reaction to Nathalie’s words. The action of pulling up the car door seemed casual, but was resolutely firm, "Go to the hospital."
Alfred immediately understood who had the final say, and started the car, "Alright, Amadeus."
Nathalie: ...
The black Phaeton sped smoothly along the road, with scenery flashing by the car windows.
Nathalie had little to say the entire trip, sitting by the car window, her eyes fixed outside, quietly immobile.
Amadeus, rubbing his forehead, looked at her porcelain-white profile after stewing in his annoyance, asked in a husky voice, as if he could hardly make a sound, "Are you angry?"
