Chapter 920: I Thought He Was Above Worldly Desires

"Eating breakfast won't take too much time..." Alfred Garland noticed she really didn't plan to eat, paused for a second, then turned his head to look at the man who had also just gotten up, "Amadeus, Ms. Quinlan wants to go to the competition venue earlier."

Amadeus Yancey looked up, his deep gaze turned towards the girl.

"Don't want breakfast?"

"..."

Once Nathalie Quinlan was locked by his gaze, she always felt unsettled recently. She couldn't even focus on the female voice explaining medical books through her earphones. She was just walking down the stairs, holding one of the earphone cords with one hand, her fingers pale and distinct, as beautiful as an artifact.

Nathalie Quinlan stayed silent for a moment, seeing the gaze still on her, helplessly supported her head with her hand, raised her dark eyes to meet his: "It's not that I don't want to eat."

"Rushed for time."