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

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

to leave according to the plan, but halfway

Time ticked by.

stood under

fixated

expressionlessly like a perfectly sculpted ice statue. It turns

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

status, he’d have rushed in to teach Francis

as he quietly observed the

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.”

down her cup of coffee and was about to leave.

who that person is, of course.” Francis stopped her.

overly impassive gaze, he felt a great distance between them.

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

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

sentence.

that information, so she hoped her

furrowed his brows and hesitated briefly

I expected, it was 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 back?

trouble back then to keep Nathaniel from finding you, so she

divert his attention elsewhere because

Madison was planning to do, Francis chose to

but

she got to her feet to leave,

cold. The latter was like a chilled child with no clothes to

Francis’ initially calm emotions were stirred, and his

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

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

free, but he

in the eyes and sensed

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