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.

learned

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

were supposed to leave according to the plan,

Time ticked by.

the café, Nathaniel stood under a street

fixated

dark gaze, standing rooted to his spot expressionlessly like a perfectly sculpted ice statue. It turns out the person

has to discuss an important matter with? What exactly is the matter? I’ve yet to

current status, he’d have rushed in to teach Francis a

eyes darkened as he quietly observed 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

to say.”

down her cup of coffee and was

who that person is, of course.” Francis

fair, flawless countenance and overly impassive gaze, he felt a great

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

his impeccable handsome face, waiting for him to finish

sentence.

that information, so she hoped her effort

briefly before saying,

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

then to keep Nathaniel from finding you,

unable to divert his attention elsewhere because of that predicament,

was planning to do, Francis chose to stand by

but she just needed

to her feet to leave,

was like a chilled child with no clothes to wear, causing his body to be

Francis’ initially calm emotions were stirred, and his amber pupils constricted

tightly as if fearing he would

sidelong glance. “We don’t need to

hand free,

him in the eyes and sensed

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