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.

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

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

according to the plan, but halfway through, she

Time ticked by.

stood under a street lamp.

fixated on the window.

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

important matter with? What exactly is the

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

he quietly observed the situation

cup of cold brew coffee on the table. Christina took a sip before uttering.

to say.”

down her cup of coffee and was about to leave.

who that person is,

overly impassive gaze, he

help Nathaniel, Francis had to admit he was

his impeccable handsome face,

sentence.

her flight to acquire that information, so she

his brows and hesitated briefly before saying,

her! “Why? Doesn’t she like Nathaniel a lot?” She speaks of how much she loves him, yet why did she mercilessly stab him in the

trouble back then to keep Nathaniel from finding you,

divert his attention elsewhere because of

he knew what Madison was planning to do,

her suspicions, but she just needed

to her feet to leave, someone grasped her

touch was cold. The latter was like a chilled child with

initially calm emotions were stirred, and his amber

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

don’t need to meet

her hand free, but he held her tighter.

looked him in the eyes and sensed

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