Chapter 742: Amadeus came over in the morning to stand up for Ms. Quinlan_1

Nathalie Quinlan had just walked over and bent down to pick up her phone, which she had tossed by the bed yesterday, when she heard him. Surprised hues shimmered in her black, beautiful pupils as she looked at him and said, "Hmm? How do you know?"

"I obviously know." Alfred Garland scratched his head, his face bearing the expression of 'I just do,' and seeing Nathalie looking at him, he walked over, set down the breakfast, and then slowly began to explain to her, "Because Amadeus came over this morning to take Ms. Quinlan's side."

"..." Nathalie lifted her lovely eyebrows, her fair fingers had already pressed the phone to life, lighting up the screen—just in time for her to see a message someone had sent her.

[Amadeus Yancey: I've arrived at The Ninth Institute. Still asleep?]

She glanced at the time.

Around 8:30 AM.

Half an hour earlier than Phoebe Hoffman.