Chapter 893: Celine Tucker Feels Unwell

"It won't take long to throw away some 'trash'." The person on the other end imitated her tone of voice, lazy and indolent, "Wait for me, I'll come inside to find you."

Nathalie Quinlan lifted her eyelids and looked in Mr. Zachmann's direction, speaking in a hoarse voice, "I'll go over and greet my grandpa and them first. You come straight here to find me."

She was already here; it wouldn't make sense not to go over and say hello to Mr. Zachmann and the others.

"Mhm, alright." Amadeus Yancey's tone was relaxed with a smile that was enticing beyond measure, "I got it, I'll come find you."

Nathalie was somehow flustered by him for a moment, hung up the phone, pressed down on the brim of her hat, and walked toward Leonardy Zachmann and the others...

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At the same time, there was someone else walking in that direction.

A little faster than her.