Chapter 962: It Happens to Be Her Favorite Designer

Rhine Apartments.

Nathalie Quinlan had slept until 2 o'clock in the afternoon before she got up, wearing just a T-shirt that revealed her slim arms, her skin so pale it dazzled, the corners of her eyes cradling a touch of rosy red as she descended from upstairs.

"Ms. Quinlan, you're awake," Alfred Garland greeted her as soon as he saw her.

Nathalie Quinlan yawned, her demeanor lazy, she casually acknowledged him with a hum and walked towards the living room sofa.

Unexpectedly, she saw a familiar figure.

"Nathalie." Candice Yancey took the initiative to greet her upon seeing Nathalie Quinlan, her well-maintained face brimming with a smile, waving her over to sit.

"I was just talking to Amadeus about you; didn't expect you to wake up just now."