The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 1822: Caryn Zachmann Collapses on the Spot

He spoke lazily, and after finishing, he looked in the direction of the girl, his deep eyes focused: "How many years do you think she should be sentenced?"

How many years do you think she should be sentenced?

Only Mr. Yancey in Beijing could ask such a question.

However, Nathalie Quinlan glanced in his direction, met his gaze, then withdrew her line of sight, reached out to adjust her duckbill cap, not caring much: "I won’t intervene in her affairs."

"She’ll be sentenced however many years she deserves, it’s my basic respect for the old man and Audrick Zachmann, so I won’t intervene."

She wouldn’t intervene to increase Caryn Zachmann’s sentence, nor would she stand up for Caryn Zachmann.

She wasn’t lying to the Heburn Family people; she came today purely to take a look and see the results.

But at this moment, Nathalie suddenly felt uninterested in knowing the outcome. She got up, picked up her phone, and said to the man beside her: "Let’s go."

"You’re not going to watch until the end?" Amadeus Yancey raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

Nathalie Quinlan made a sound of acknowledgment just as the phone vibrated. She glanced at the caller ID, hung up the call first, then replied nonchalantly: "Not watching."

Amadeus Yancey also stood up with her, didn’t persuade her to finish watching, bent down to pick up the headphones she left on the chair, his posture lazy: "Since you don’t want to watch, then let’s go. Govert Griffin said you didn’t go to his birthday, he wants to invite you to dinner alone. Alfred Garland and Sadam Vinson are also there, at Rivendell, they’ve booked a private room waiting for you."

Nathalie Quinlan had just hung up Jaycent Kingsley’s call, and he sent another message, seeming urgent, she hadn’t had a chance to look at it.

Upon hearing this, Nathalie Quinlan looked up in his direction, her beautiful dark eyes seemingly able to see through people’s hearts.

At this point in time, Govert Griffin booked a room at Rivendell, Sadam Vinson and Alfred Garland are all there... Just a bit of thinking and she knew what’s up—it must be someone intentionally arranging this, afraid she’d be in a bad mood after going to court, using Govert Griffin’s birthday as an excuse to organize a dinner.

Nathalie Quinlan’s mood was slightly affected initially, but now any unpleasant feelings had long dissipated like smoke.

She lowered her eyes, pressed her lips together, made a sound of agreement, which in a way was accepting, then walked forward with one hand in her pocket, a rather dashing silhouette: "Let’s go."

Before leaving, Amadeus Yancey looked back at the court where the verdict hadn’t been pronounced yet, and then followed the girl’s silhouette out of the courthouse.

...

They hadn’t been gone for even half an hour when the court’s verdict regarding Caryn Zachmann was issued.

Heavier than the 15 years Amadeus Yancey mentioned.

The court sentenced 20 years.

Caryn Zachmann heard the verdict, immediately collapsed onto the ground.

Celine Tucker wasn’t faring much better, crying, yelling about filing an appeal, unsatisfied with this outcome.

The courthouse almost became chaotic.

Hendrik Zachmann and other relatives of the Zachmann Family didn’t expect the court to pass such a heavy sentence, and for a moment, couldn’t accept this outcome.

Only Audrick Zachmann quietly put on a mask, showing no special reaction, seemingly unsurprised.

"Audrick, could it be Nathalie..."

After all, Caryn Zachmann is his biological sister; even if his heart is cold, he couldn’t help but worry about Caryn Zachmann given this heavy sentence.

So seeing Audrick Zachmann about to leave, he couldn’t help but reach out and grab the other’s arm.

Audrick Zachmann didn’t wait for him to finish, turned around, his gaze serious as he looked at him: "What do you want to say? Say that it’s Nathalie’s doing? Nathalie influenced the verdict?"

Hendrik Zachmann was at a loss for words: "I didn’t mean that."

"Then what do you mean?" Audrick Zachmann expressionlessly shook off his hand, calmly saying: "Caryn Zachmann sold fake drugs that killed people, according to legal procedures she’d get at least 15 years. You insisted on arguing for acquittal, she showed no signs of remorse, the court handing down a heavier sentence is normal, 20 years is the result you chose."