Chapter 363 Whistleblower

Nathaniel watched as her slender figure disappeared from his vision. Who is this person she has to meet?

Without spending much time pondering, he followed her.

The cafe on 87th Street served only members, so ordinary people couldn’t enter.

Upon arrival, Christina mentioned Francis name, and the waiter led her to a table by the window.

A soft glow illuminated the cafe’s interior space. The man dressed in cool-toned casual attire to obscure his exceptional presence. His gray-blue hair and chiseled, profound facial features gave him an aloof and mysterious vibe.

When Francis looked up, his sparkling dark eyes shimmered slightly. “Christina.”

Reunited after four years, he found her radiant and captivating as ever.

Christina sat down. A cold and distant expression filled her amber eyes as she held his gaze,

“Who leaked the information back then?” She cut to the chase.

Francis’ heart ached slightly as he stared at her. “Christina, can’t we just chat like old friends, as we used

To

“That’s not necessary. I just want to know who the whistleblower was,” Christina responded indifferently.

Her body emanated a faint floral fragrance, which smelled refreshing and pleasing, like the morning air.

His heart skipped a beat when he met her gaze. “Are you still mad at me for what happened back then?”

Scenes from the past flashed across Christina’s mind, prompting a prickling pain to creep into her chest. Nathaniel held her captive in the past, but Francis posting those photos on Twitter was no different from pushing her to the brink of desperation.

“Would being angry allow me to see my granny one last time? Will staying mad make up for anything?” Her tone was heartbreakingly calm.

No one knew how devastated she felt at that time. It was as if she had fallen into a bottomless abyss where only darkness reigned.

that Francis learned about the death of Christina’s grandmother.

neglected Christina’s situation. He regretted it afterward and wanted to find a chance to make amends

leave according to the plan, but halfway through, she vanished without

Time ticked by.

the café, Nathaniel stood under a street

were fixated

He narrowed his pensive, dark gaze, standing rooted to his spot expressionlessly like a perfectly sculpted ice statue. It turns

exactly is the matter? I’ve yet to settle the score with him for helping Christina escape from me!

it weren’t for his current status,

quietly observed the

of cold brew coffee on the table. Christina took a sip before uttering. “If you don’t want to reveal who the whistleblower is,

to say.”

cup of coffee and was about to leave.

person is, of course.” Francis

and overly impassive gaze, he

to meet with him because she wanted to help Nathaniel, Francis had to admit he

into his impeccable handsome face, waiting for him

sentence.

acquire that information,

furrowed his brows and hesitated briefly before saying,

a lot?” She speaks of how much she loves him, yet why did she mercilessly stab

“She wanted to cause trouble back then to keep Nathaniel from finding you,

that time, Nathaniel was indeed unable to divert his attention elsewhere because of that predicament, providing

to do, Francis chose to stand

suspicions, but

to leave, someone

latter was like a chilled child with no clothes

Francis’ initially

slender wrist tightly as if fearing he would lose her if he

a sidelong glance. “We don’t need to meet again if there isn’t a

tried pulling her hand free,

looked him in the eyes and

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