The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 876: Chapter 876: Sadam Vinson Takes This Very Seriously

”The Zachmann Family?” Sadam Vinson raised an eyebrow, a trace of cynicism in his tone, ”What is Caryn Zachmann up to now, a birthday party or did she win an award?”

The servant hadn’t paid attention to the content of the invitation and was startled by the question, pondering for a while before reluctantly remembering: ”It’s not Ms. Zachmann’s birthday... It seems a relative of the Zachmann family is coming to Beijing. Mr. Zachmann is throwing her a high school graduation party, and it’s quite the affair. Apparently, her Gaokao scores were quite good.”

Hearing the words ’Gaokao scores,’ Sadam Vinson unexpectantly thought of someone’s miraculous results.

Tsk, 750 points, only Nathalie Quinlan could score such heaven-defying results... He initially didn’t care, murmuring an ”alright” as he prepared to head upstairs.

Suddenly, the servant brought it up: ”I remember now, the relative Mr. Zachmann mentioned is called... Nathalie Quinlan! It seems she’s from McKinney.”

The man had already gone upstairs but swiftly turned back, a whirlwind of motion as he walked back to face him, pressing down on his shoulder in disbelief, ”What did you say the name of Mr. Zachmann’s relative was?”

He then remembered that Caryn Zachmann’s cousin was none other than Nathalie.

Mr. Zachmann’s relative... took the Gaokao this year... good scores... when he connected these key words together, a face emerged in his mind.

Sadam Vinson almost went crazy.

”Holy shit, Nathalie?!”

”Eh...” His family’s servant was truly about to go mad, completely unable to comprehend why Mr. Vinson was so excited. A high school student from McKinney with good Gaokao results—so what? Why did it seem like Mr. Vinson was taking this so seriously?

Indeed, Sadam Vinson did take it seriously, not bothering to waste more words. He walked over hastily, picked up the invitation and compared the names.

Nathalie Quinlan.

The name matched exactly.

It was written in Mr. Zachmann’s own handwriting, expressing the hope that he would honor them with his presence at the Imperial Hotel next Wednesday for his granddaughter’s high school graduation party...

A twitch appeared at the corner of Sadam Vinson’s mouth.

He then heard his family’s servant ask in a puzzled tone, ”Mr. Vinson, do you know this girl? Are you going then? I heard the Zachmann family made quite a few phone calls, but most people are reluctant to attend.”

”No one’s going?” Sadam Vinson turned to look at him, his dark, peach blossom eyes narrowing with a meaningful chuckle, ”Heh, if they’re not going, let them be. They’re not worthy!”

Nathalie was considered Amadeus’ person. In Beijing, people were racking their brains every day to cling to Amadeus’ coattails to no avail. Now that the opportunity came knocking, these people actually couldn’t appreciate it and didn’t want to go. Fine, let them be! There would be plenty of people going!

He took the invitation and headed up the stairs, ”I’m going to make a phone call, you don’t need to make tea for me, I won’t drink it.”

Nathalie was coming to Beijing to hold her graduation party—of course, they, as her brother figures, must attend to support her.

He wouldn’t mention Govert Griffin and his group. He would talk to Govert later.

As for Brian Bonette, he needed to check if he was in the country. If Brian wasn’t around, he still needed to inform him about Nathalie’s graduation party and see if he could return before next Wednesday, and Wallace Radcliff too...

All in all, he had quite a few people he could call.

As many as needed, it all depended on how many Nathalie wanted.

*

”Caryn, are you really not coming back next Wednesday?” On the other side, Celine Tucker was still on the phone with Caryn Zachmann.

Caryn Zachmann was outside the laboratory at Highland Hospital in Beijing; Adelle Wafford and a few members of the medical research group were inside. Caryn was wearing a white coat over a white blouse, which accentuated her slender figure. Holding her phone in one hand and her eyelashes lowered, her beautiful face wore a trace of scorn as she spoke in a muted voice, ”I won’t come back.”

”Why, do Grandpa and Dad want me to return?”