Chapter 691: Audrick Zachmann Gets Shot Even While Lying Down_1

Nathalie Quinlan scrolled her fingertips upwards, scrolling to the very top, where Audrick Zachmann had sent her a total of six messages, practically bombing her inbox.

She curled up the corners of her mouth, her pitch-black eyes half-closed, wildly unrestrained, her slender white fingertips tapping on the phone, sending a reply back.

[NQ: I'm not worthy.]

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In a photography studio in Beijing, Audrick Zachmann was chugging down cups of water, his eyes unblinking as he stared at his phone, fearing he might miss any message.

"Buzz, buzz."

Just as he finished his second cup of cold water, and had barely managed to calm his racing heart, his phone, silent for several minutes, began to vibrate.

"Hold this for me," he hurriedly thrust the cup into his assistant's hand, impatiently grabbed the phone, and pressed to unlock it.

It was a new WhatsApp message.

Audrick's heart raced, he swallowed hard, and his throat tightened as he opened the new message.

The girl's avatar was cool.