"I see," Amadeus Yancey said, somewhat surprised he brought it up, but the corners of his eyes and brows couldn't hide the smile.
Mr. Yancey looked at him with a springtime radiance and was annoyed, his face stern, his voice cold as he asked, "I heard from Candice Yancey that Nathalie is in Beijing again to have fun?"
Amadeus Yancey, one hand tucked into his coat, appeared quite nonchalant as he faced Mr. Yancey's questioning. He was the only one who could withstand the pressure, "I don't think so, she came to Beijing for business."
He didn't mention Nathalie Quinlan visiting The Ninth Institute to see Master Cadmus for treatment.
But Mr. Yancey couldn't keep his composure and vented his frustration, "I don't care. You say she's been to Beijing several times, when exactly are you going to bring her to see me?"