A Cue For Happine
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A Cue For Happiness Chapter 8

Picking Her Up Personally

Natalie switched off the green light in the autopsy room then took off her mask and goggles beforemaking her way to the office area.When she was about to sit down and sign the autopsy report, shenoticed containers of food stacked up on her desk. “Acapella” was printed on all of the plasticbags.“What is this, Brandon?” she asked with her eyebrows furrowed.“Someone ordered delivery foryou, Boss.” He eyed the containers in envy as he continued, “Acapella is the most gourmet restaurantin Dellmoor. Apparently, it’s membership-only, and getting one costs a million. I wonder what kind ofperson would be powerful enough to get Acapella to deliver food this late at night.”“For me?” Nataliewas even more confused. “Who ordered it?”Brandon picked up a small card beside the boxes and readit aloud. “It must be hard working so late at night, Ms. Nichols. Regards, Samuel Bowers.”After readingit, he was completely stunned, and Effie couldn’t make sense of it either.They couldn’t deny the factthat Natalie was incredibly skilled as a coroner. However, in terms of appearance, she didn’t stand outat all. Her face was the definition of forgettable. They just couldn’t believe that Samuel would have badenough taste to go after someone like Natalie. However, the boxes of delivery from Acapella forcedthem to accept that there was some kind of special connection between the two of them.Brandonsummoned up the courage to ask, “Boss, what kind of relationship do you have with Samuel?”“Wedon’t know each other,” she insisted.“You must be kidding, Boss.”“Believe whatever you want.”Shesnatched the card from Brandon’s grip and threw it into the trash. Then, she swept her gaze over thecontainers in front of her and icily ordered, “Give these to the people working overtime in the forensicdepartment, Brandon. If there’s too much even for them, then give some to the guards too.”She thentook out some crackers from her bag and began munching on them.Brandon couldn’t comprehendwhat was going on. “Are you not going to eat this food from Acapella, Boss? Why are you eatingcrackers instead?”Natalie rolled her eyes. “Do you have a problem with that?”He shook his headfrantically. “Not at all. I’ll go distribute these right away.”Natalie continued to chew the crackers. Shedidn’t even spare the containers a single glance.It didn’t matter how luxurious Acapella was. Sherefused to accept something that she didn’t deserve. However, considering how hard it was to get one’s

hands on food like that, she decided it would still be best to share it with others.Effie didn’t touch thefood at all. Instead, she stared at Natalie unblinkingly.She couldn’t help but feel that there wassomething about Natalie. Not only was she good at her job, but she also treated bigshots like Geraldand Samuel completely neutrally. She knew where to draw the line. Despite not standing out much, shestill managed to get others’ attention without doing anything.“Can you give me a cracker, Boss?” Effieasked.Natalie met her gaze and grinned. “Aren’t you going to eat the food Samuel bought?”“It’s not likeI know him. I was just curious about the relationship between you two. Since you said that you don’tknow each other, then I obviously have to take your side, Boss.” As someone who had witnessedNatalie’s professionalism and attitude personally, she had already accepted Natalie as hersuperior.Natalie found Effie rather interesting and handed her a cracker. “Here you go.”While eating thetasteless crackers, they couldn’t help but smile as they looked at each other.Effie abruptly realized thather eyes were simply gorgeous despite her average looks. It was particularly so when she smiled. Theaura of her gaze and the cunning look in her eyes became hard to forget.The following morning,Samuel faced a glass window inside a huge office building, looking down at the flow of cars around thecity.The black shirt he was wearing outlined his broad shoulders and narrow waist even more boldly,while his icy, handsome face gave him the aura of a leader.“I think she might be using the 2G network,Sir,” Billy reported grimly. “Natalie doesn’t know the weight that the Bowers family carries in Dellmoor,and I don’t think she knows how luxurious of a restaurant Acapella is, either. Last night, I witnessed herdistributing the food to the guards where she works.”Samuel’s lips twitched. “That’s not necessarily thecase.”Billy gritted his teeth, then voiced his bold opinion. “If it’s true that Natalie’s aware, then there’s agood chance that she’s just playing hard to get. She’s doing this to get you hooked and make youcurious. If she’s that cunning, then she might even use Sophia for her own benefits.”Samuel glancedaround before knocking on the table rhythmically. “I see you have a very active imagination, Billy.”“Sir—”“Even our own people can’t get any information about her. Do you still think she’s an ordinaryperson?” Samuel cut him off. He sat in his office chair with a dark gaze as a barely noticeable grinsurfaced on his face. “Her job as a coroner is nothing more than the tip of the iceberg.”Billy finally came

to a realization after hearing those words. “I underestimated her, Sir. I’m sorry.”“It’s okay.” Samuelcrossed his arms. “Postpone my schedule for tonight. I’m going to pick her up personally.”