Chapter 941: Nathalie, The Vest is Off

Amadeus Yancey rested his hand on the table, rhythmically tapping his fingers, leaning back with his shoulders relaxed, and watched the girl beside him without blinking. He asked her, "What do you think? Are you going to eat this meal?"

He probably understood Mr. Avalon's intentions.

It's not easy for the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department to have produced a talent like Nathalie Quinlan. If he were in their shoes, he would probably be unable to resist showing off.

Old Master Cadmus even called him, asking him to bring Nathalie Quinlan back for dinner that night.

Nathalie Quinlan had just finished eating the beef tripe he had prepared for her. She was a bit full and put down her chopsticks again, swinging her legs with a lazy and scattered look: "It depends. I will see when the time comes. I may not have time."

The two exchanged words, leaving Sadam Vinson utterly baffled, prompting him to butt in and ask, "Miss Qiao, who is your teacher?"