A Cue For Love

A Cue for Love Chapter 8

Picking Her Up Personally

Natalie switched off the green light in the autopsy room then took off her mask and goggles before making her way to the office area.

When she was about to sit down and sign the autopsy report, she noticed containers of food stacked up on her desk. “Acapella” was printed on all of the plastic bags.

“What is this, Brandon?” she asked with her eyebrows furrowed.

“Someone ordered delivery for you, Boss.” He eyed the containers in envy as he continued, “Acapella is the most gourmet restaurant in Dellmoor. Apparently, it’s membership-only, and getting one costs a million. I wonder what kind of person would be powerful enough to get Acapella to deliver food this late at night.”

“For me?” Natalie was even more confused. “Who ordered it?”

Brandon picked up a small card beside the boxes and read it aloud. “It must be hard working so late at night, Ms. Nichols. Regards, Samuel Bowers.”

After reading it, he was completely stunned, and Effie couldn’t make sense of it either.

They couldn’t deny the fact that Natalie was incredibly skilled as a coroner. However, in terms of appearance, she didn’t stand out at all. Her face was the definition of forgettable. They just couldn’t believe that Samuel would have bad enough taste to go after someone like Natalie. However, the boxes of delivery from Acapella forced them to accept that there was some kind of special connection between the two of them.

summoned up the courage to ask, “Boss, what kind of

each other,” she

must be kidding,

“Believe whatever you want.”

threw it into the trash. Then, she swept her gaze over the containers in front of her and icily ordered, “Give these to the people working overtime in the forensic department, Brandon. If there’s

crackers from

“Are you not going to eat this food from Acapella, Boss? Why are

you have a problem

head frantically. “Not at all. I’ll

crackers. She didn’t even spare the

something that she didn’t deserve. However, considering how hard it was to get one’s hands on

touch the food at all.

she good at her job, but she also treated bigshots like Gerald and Samuel completely neutrally. She knew where to draw the line. Despite not standing out much, she still managed to get others’ attention without doing

me a cracker,

gaze and grinned. “Aren’t you going to eat the

Since you said that you don’t know each other, then I obviously have to take your side, Boss.” As someone who had witnessed Natalie’s professionalism and

interesting and handed her

eating the tasteless crackers, they couldn’t help but smile as they looked at each