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.

Francis learned about the death

provoking Nathaniel during that time and neglected Christina’s situation. He regretted it afterward and

to the plan, but halfway through,

Time ticked by.

outside the café, Nathaniel stood under a

fixated

gaze, standing rooted to his spot expressionlessly like a perfectly sculpted ice

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

If it weren’t for his current status, he’d

darkened as he quietly

the waiter served a cup of cold brew coffee on the table. Christina took a sip before uttering. “If you don’t want to reveal who the whistleblower is, I think we have

to say.”

of coffee and was

person is, of course.” Francis

impassive gaze, he felt a great

Christina was there to meet with him because she wanted to help Nathaniel, Francis had to admit

of responding, she bored her eyes into his impeccable handsome face, waiting

sentence.

that information, so she hoped her

furrowed his brows and hesitated briefly

pupils constricted. As I expected, it was her! “Why? Doesn’t she like Nathaniel a lot?” She speaks of how much she loves

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

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

when he knew what Madison was planning to

but she just needed confirmation.

her feet to leave, someone grasped her wrist.

was cold. The latter was like a chilled child with no clothes to wear, causing his body to be

already? We’ll meet again, won’t we?” Francis’ initially calm emotions were stirred, and his amber

he would lose

glance. “We don’t need to

hand free,

eyes

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