Chapter 2502: Nathalie: Best Friends’ Anniversary

"I got it." Although the person on the other end of the call didn’t know why he was suddenly interested in the VIP status of a luxury brand, they didn’t waste words and hung up to handle the matter directly.

Felix Kingsley’s Bluetooth earbud stopped flashing, and while he looked straight ahead, his mind was recalling all the incidents along the way involving Nathalie Quinlan.

Again, it was in front of the Pharmaceutical Association.

Again, it was about SEVEN’s VIP.

And the cautious expression of the sales clerk back then.

He felt that Amadeus’ girlfriend seemed to have a much bigger background than he initially imagined.

*

"You’re back?"

Outside the corridor of the top-floor hotel suite.

Nathalie Quinlan had just stepped out of the elevator and was immediately confronted.

She saw the man leaning against the outer wall of the elevator waiting for her return, leisurely stepped out of the elevator first, and then looked at him: "Have you been waiting for me here all along?"

Amadeus Yancey, dressed in the hotel’s white bathrobe, slightly opened at the collar to reveal an appealing nape, had his hands in his pockets, and smiled lazily and casually: "Do you want me to wait for you here all along?"

That was quite a way to put it...

Nathalie immediately raised an eyebrow and began walking to the room.

Amadeus Yancey touched the bridge of his nose and followed: "Felix sent me a message saying he ran into you on the way. I estimated the time and came out to wait for you. Did you go to the Pharmaceutical Association again? To see Caleb Dax?"

Nathalie pulled out the room card and swiped to open the door but wasn’t in a hurry to enter. Instead, she turned around: "No, I went to see a friend."

Amadeus Yancey’s brow was relaxed, and his eye sockets deep, instantly realizing who Nathalie had gone to see: "Khendy Lordon’s people?"

Nathalie glanced at his slightly cold eyes, knowing he’s quite concerned about Khendy Lordon, she originally didn’t want to explain, but the words turned into: "Not really. Valencia Jett is also my friend; we’ve known each other for many years and shared life-and-death camaraderie..."

Amadeus didn’t say anything.

...That life-and-death camaraderie again.

Nathalie seemed to know what he was thinking: "Didn’t I tell you about things from my childhood? She was one of those kids."

Amadeus recalled the childhood kidnapping incident Nathalie had mentioned to him, and any annoyance he felt was instantly defeated by frustration.

He rubbed his brow, in a tone that almost sounded like he was surrendering, diverted the topic: "There’s an auction in the U.S. tonight, want to go?"

"Hmm?"

Nathalie looked down at the two bags in her hand, still contemplating how to give one of them to him, thus not paying much attention to his words.

"What auction?"

Amadeus also noticed the bags in her hand, distractedly said: "Just some underground auction, similar to those in Inderia. Since we’re free, why don’t we go tonight and check it out? Consider it just for fun."

Nathalie thought about it, since she didn’t have any evening plans, she casually agreed: "Alright!"

Then she gave a sideways look at the man blocking her door, still unwilling to leave, and pursed her lips, openly handing him the gift: "I saw a cufflink in the mall that’s perfect for you, so I bought it. Here you go."

"You bought it for me?" Amadeus glanced at the bag in his hand, his mouth uncontrollably curved upward, then looked intently at the girl, his voice deep and husky: "Why did Nathalie the Goddess think of giving me a gift? What’s the occasion today?"

Nathalie had already pushed open the door and, upon hearing this, turned back with a somewhat restless gaze: "’Good friends’ anniversary?"

"..."

Amadeus suddenly remembered that casual joke he made about being ’good friends,’ and he was instantly tongue-tied, yet his mouth continued to curve upwards, unable to fall back down for a long time.