Chapter 607: Nathalie, You've Fallen Off Your Horse_1

"Exactly, Mr. Vinson, why hasn't she arrived yet? She couldn't have gotten lost, could she? Rivendell is quite a large place; should we send someone to go out and pick her up?" Another man with a square face also joined in to tease, asking, "By the way, Mr. Vinson, how old is the girl from McKinney you mentioned? Do you have a photo of her? It would be best to have a photo of her, so we don't fail to recognize her."

Sadam Vinson was visibly annoyed and gave him a sidelong glare, "Hammer that."

Having said that, he honestly picked up his phone, pulled up Nathalie Quinlan's phone number, and debated whether or not to give her a call to ask if she had arrived.

While not forgetting to lift his gaze and warn everyone in the private room, "Don't you all start causing trouble just because you heard she's from McKinney. I'm putting it ugly up front—if anyone doesn't give face, then they're not giving me face. Tighten up your skins and play along nicely."