The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 1557: Chapter 1557: Forced to Change Venue, Face Slap

Amadeus Yancey put his hands in his pockets, handsome and radiant, with the same striking oppressive aura as Nathalie Quinlan. A smile lingered on his lips, and he answered leisurely, ”Ha, an irrelevant person.”

Those related to Nathalie, like Stanley Zachmann and Mr. Zachmann, are elders.

As for those unrelated, like that group from Room Two of the Zachmann Family, he had long classified them as ’irrelevant personnel.’

He never wasted time on irrelevant people.

For example... Hendrik Zachmann.

*

Inside the Imperial Hotel banquet hall.

Hendrik Zachmann made three phone calls in a row, and the other party didn’t answer. He understood Amadeus Yancey’s intention—not to give them face!

He took several deep breaths before barely calming his emotions and walked back, his expression cold and embarrassed. He said to the eagerly awaiting Celine Tucker, ”Mom, Mr. Yancey isn’t answering the phone. We should think about how to arrange the guests.”

Celine Tucker’s face turned green, and she gritted her teeth, whispering, ”It must be because of Nathalie!”

Hendrik didn’t respond or perhaps he was already beyond caring about what Celine fretted over. He rubbed his temples and sympathetically glanced at his sister, gently reassuring, ”Caryn, you... don’t overthink. I’ll call around to see if there’s a banquet hall available at nearby hotels. If there is, you and mom and dad should arrange for the guests to go there first.”

”...”

Overwhelming humiliation surged up, Caryn Zachmann almost bit her lip, and only when she felt a sharp pain did she forcefully pressed her nails into her palms and mechanically nodded.

Hendrik Zachmann reached out and gave her shoulder a pat, wanting to help but lacking the ability, he could only helplessly contact other hotels.

It was now exactly noon, and at this time, trying to secure a venue elsewhere had a high chance of failing.

But Hendrik, apart from this course of action, couldn’t think of any other methods.

He could only try first.

...

After he walked away.

The people at the main table, witnessing this unexpected situation firsthand, were silent as a grave.

Everyone was extremely embarrassed by this scenario.

Some even had already thought of excuses to leave later.

It’s clear to anyone observant that Caryn Zachmann’s banquet was doomed.

And it seems Caryn had offended... Amadeus.

No one in Beijing wants to provoke the head of the Yancey Family. They came largely due to the Zachmann Family’s connection with the Pharmaceutical Association, but couldn’t have imagined that Caryn had already fallen out with Amadeus and his side.

It’s foolish to offend Amadeus Yancey for the sake of Caryn; anyone with sense knows this deal isn’t worthwhile.

Even adding Ellen Quarles into the mix, it still doesn’t make sense.

Everyone who managed to make a name for themselves in Beijing knows the ropes, don’t they?

Those who were on good terms exchanged knowing glances, understanding each other’s intention to find a reason to escape.

Only the trio of Raymond Wilmar, Ivy Wilmar, and Myles Sullivan at the same table were extremely awkward, sitting as if there were needles beneath them, restless.

Especially Myles Sullivan, whose well-maintained face burned hotly, taking quite a while to recover.

When Nathalie Quinlan had first arrived, he took the initiative to strike up a conversation, greeted her, and tried hard to speak well, paving the way.

He originally thought Nathalie would follow his lead and give him some face, but Nathalie hadn’t even glanced at him once, even leaving without turning back.

Making his gestures seem so... ludicrously amusing.

With this sudden mishap.

Leonardy Zachmann, after calming down slightly, still needed to speak with the guests.

He first went to the main table, beginning, ”Everyone...”

Ellen Quarles had been tense, until her phone suddenly rang, she grabbed the phone, glancing at the caller ID.

Her expression changed dramatically, and she answered hastily, ”Hello, brother.”