Chapter 399: I Will Never Be Late for You_1

Nathalie Quinlan saw the person approaching, put away her phone, lifted the corners of her eyes, and said in a languid tone, "Not really, just waited a bit."

Amadeus Yancey saw her snow-white, melon-seed face and couldn't help but smile, feeling pretty good. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and said, "Got held up by something, so I'm late."

"Mhm," Nathalie nodded in understanding, shook the phone in her hand with a relaxed and composed attitude, showing no sign of anger, "You sent me a message saying it'll be about thirty minutes."

She glanced at the time, exactly thirty minutes, not a minute more.

"Right on time, not late."