Chapter 736: Let's Forget About Tonight, The Atmosphere Isn't Right

This question, asked so innocuously, was inexplicably seductive.

Nathalie Quinlan was momentarily distracted before she quickly came back to her senses, her dark eyes avoiding his gaze, "...I wouldn't say that."

But her next line was supposed to be—why are you looking for me if there's nothing you need?

Amadeus Yancey didn't give her the chance to speak, he picked up the red wine and took a sip, his profound eyes seemed as if they could draw people in as he said in a low voice, "I heard from Alfred Garland that Master Cadmus got a lot better after your acupuncture, and you even gave him a bottle of medicine."

For the first time, Nathalie found out that Alfred Garland talked quite a bit, sharing the same problem with Audrick Zachmann—both were chatterboxes who couldn't keep things to themselves.