Chapter 324: Swollen Faces [1]_1

Zayn Fisher's face instantly turned beet red, as if someone were repeatedly choking him; he couldn't believe what he was hearing and clutched the book in his hand tighter, the veins on the back of his hand bulging as he said, "Nathalie Quinlan, when did you become so vulgar!"

A live S show, is that something a girl should say?!

At least he had never heard Ghania Quinlan say such a thing!

His brows furrowed deeply, and he began to grow impatient; his thin lips parted to say, "I've said what needed to be said to you. If you refuse to listen and insist on humiliating yourself, I can't stop you..."

Hmph!

Nathalie Quinlan's brow twisted, her eyes dark as ink, just about to retort with scorn when suddenly a voice interjected from behind—

"How come I didn't know my girlfriend was going to humiliate herself?"

That voice, Nathalie Quinlan lifted her gaze and indeed saw a man in a beige trench coat standing elegantly.

Amadeus Yancey!