Chapter 2531 Amadeus Already Knew

Nathalie Quinlan still didn’t know she had been targeted.

People were even blocking the hotel entrance, waiting to see the drama unfold with her.

She received a phone call from the Kingdom of Medirian’s royal family inviting her for a meeting. She casually picked up her bag, put on a duckbill cap, and prepared to leave.

"Going out?" Nathalie had just opened the door.

She looked up to see the door opposite her open at the same time. Amadeus Yancey was also coming out, seemingly to look for her.

She pulled down the duckbill cap, answered with an "Mm," and said, "The royal family from the Kingdom of Medirian invited me to meet them. It’s nearby."

"Let Sadam Vinson go with you," Amadeus said without a second thought.

Nathalie initially wanted to say there was no need; she was prepared. However, upon meeting the man’s deep gaze, she sighed inwardly and chose to compromise, "Alright!"

Amadeus then went to knock on Sadam Vinson’s door and explained the situation to him.

Sadam didn’t say anything, grabbed a coat from his room, and left with Nathalie. Before leaving, he asked the man, "Amadeus, aren’t you going?"

He scratched his head, feeling that Amadeus was acting quite unusual. Normally, in such situations, Amadeus would personally accompany Nathalie.

But this time, he was letting him escort Nathalie instead.

Just... an indescribable feeling!

"I’m not going." Amadeus’s expression was as usual, showing no signs of change, calmly telling them, "I’ll wait here at the hotel for your return."

"OK."

Nathalie was indifferent.

She was used to being unconventional!

Usually, she did things alone and didn’t like taking people with her.

So whether it was Sadam accompanying her or Amadeus, personally, she didn’t really care.

Sadam, seeing that Amadeus indeed wasn’t planning on going, didn’t say much more and told the girl, "Then, Nathalie, let’s go."

The elevator arrived just in time.

He and Nathalie entered the elevator together.

Amadeus stood in front of the elevator, watching the doors close, then watched the elevator numbers tick down on the right, finally retracting the somber look in his eyes as he took out his phone to make a call.

"She’s gone down." His voice was deep and cold.

The person on the other end received the message and quickly arranged for people, saying in a cheerful tone, "Amadeus, don’t worry, we’ve already got those people under surveillance!"

Amadeus turned back while lowering his eyelids, "Don’t let them disturb Nathalie."

Felix Kingsley immediately understood his implication and said quickly, "I know, I won’t let those troublemakers bother Ms. Quinlan."

"Mm." Amadeus replied lowly, pushing open the door to return to his hotel suite, going in to pour a glass of water.

He wore a shirt and casual pants, the slightly open collar accentuating his allure. Amadeus smirked, picked up the water glass, and walked back, "Also, bring the person up to me."

Felix efficiently responded, "Understood, Amadeus."

Amadeus sat on the sofa, casually swirling the glass in his hand, watching the ripples that formed in the glass.

His eyes gradually turned cold.

Melda Isadora... has quite the audacity!

*

"Melda?"

"Melda, Melda."

Downstairs at the hotel, Melda Isadora was absent-mindedly listening to her friends chat, her gaze fixed intently on the elevator.

The person she was waiting for still hadn’t come down.

Until someone nudged her, saying in her ear, "We’re considering changing places, asking for your opinion."

Melda came to her senses, seeing her friends all looking at her.

"There are too many people here, it’s crowded, nothing fun. Why don’t we go to the Honeybees Club instead?" suggested the slightly chubby socialite who had earlier nudged her, speaking softly.