Chapter 100


    The foreigner stopped in his tracks as expected. This verified Nathaniel‘s suspicion that he had found


    the right person.


    “Mr. Moreau, l‘vee to pick you up. I‘m Nathaniel Hall, the president of MN Inc, I believe that Ms.


    Neville had mentioned me.” While panting, Nathaniel put on a smile.


    Standing next to Nathaniel, Mnie switched her confused gaze between her boyfriend and the


    foreigner in front of her. ‘Who is this guy?‘


    Frank gave Nathaniel a once–over through his sses. “Yes, I‘ve heard her mentioning you. Hello.” His


    expression was cold and indifferent, but he still nodded politely.


    “Hello, nice to meet you!” Nathaniel reached out his hand and greeted him enthusiastically.


    Content rights by N?velDr//ama.Org.


    Frank nced at the outstretched hand. He did a quick handshake with only his fingers touching


    Nathaniel‘s hand before releasing immediately. “Where‘s the car?” “The car is parked outside. Please


    Mnie was perplexed and she nced at the guy several times in curiosity. Frank was a Caucasian


    with golden curly hair and prominent deep features. From a general point of view, he would be


    considered quite handsome.


    Frank probably felt Mnie‘s eyes on him and turned to look at her. Mnie was stunned for a moment


    but smiled back at him politely. Frank‘s lenses reflected the shing lights.


    Frank sat in the back seat while Mnie sat in the front with Nathaniel, who was driving, Although he


    had a driver, Nathaniel chose to drive himself to show his sincerity. He nced at the rearview mirror


    from time to time.


    “Mr. Moreau, I‘ll first take you to your hotel so you can drop off your bags and rest. I‘ve arranged a


    wee dinner for youter this evening.”


    “Okay,” Frank replied nonchntly.


    Despite Frank‘s response, Nathaniel was still very enthusiastic, “I‘m pleased you were able toe.


    Ms. Neville told me you‘re the top person in the industry. I believe the difficulties faced by ourpany


    are nothing to you. You...”


    “I‘m a little tired. Could we talk about thister instead?” Frank interrupted him


    Then, with his eyes closed and back reclined, he made it abundantly apparent that he did not wish to


    speak with Nathaniel. Nathaniel stammered but quickly recovered and replied, “Sure. Please have a


    rest. I‘ll wake you when we‘re there.”


    Nathaniel‘s ttering remarks made Mnie ufortable, and she frowned at him. Mnie looked at


    Frank through the rearview mirror. Regardless of who this was, his actions were rude. Still, Nathaniel


    was trying his best to please him.


    Mnie remembered Nathaniel mentioning Ms. Neville. This surname sounded very familiar.


    She suddenly recalled a person, turned to Nathaniel, and asked him in a low voice, “Nate, by Ms.


    Neville, do you mean...”


    “Hush!”


    Nathaniel shook his head with a frown. He then gestured to the back seat with his eyes, “Mel, you‘ve


    worked hard the past few days. Get some rest. We‘ll warmly wee Mr. Moreau at dinner.”


    Mnie kept her silence and didn‘t prod further. She understood it was inconvenient for him to answer


    her right now.


    “Drive safely.” Mnie adjusted to a morefortable position and dozed off, leaning to the window.


    Frank, who was in the back seat, opened his eyes slowly.