The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 522: Can’t Even Bother with Such a Minor Character_1

Meanwhile, Ghania Quinlan was preparing to leave.

She had arrived in McKinney at four in the morning the previous night. Since it was too late to return home, she stayed at a hotel with Myles Sullivan.

At noon, Olivia Barness and Sylvia Cadwell found out she had come back from Beijing and called her to say the class was hosting a welcome home and a celebration party for her.

They asked her to return to No. 1 Middle School.

A few days earlier, she might not have wanted to go.

After all, she had lived in Beijing for a month, following Myles Sullivan and Ivy Wilmar around the Sullivan Family, witnessing the splendor of the upper echelons. Now looking back at the people she knew in McKinney, she couldn’t help but feel a bit disdainful.

But her mood had been good these last couple of days.

Futhermore, when she transferred from No. 1 Middle School, her departure had been so abrupt and shameful. Now that she had successfully gotten into Tsinghua University, and her former classmates wanted to celebrate her achievement, Ghania had some face to save, so she agreed, albeit reluctantly.

Since she was going to attend, she wanted to be well-dressed, which took time. So by the time she was ready to leave, after receiving Olivia’s call at noon, it was almost five in the afternoon.

Ghania didn’t care much about the time. She took her things, closed the door behind her, and immediately ran into Myles Sullivan in the living room, talking with a man.

"Myles, what exactly is going on with Nathalie Quinlan? I asked Ivy, and she said you’re more familiar with Nathalie. Do you know her background..."

Juan Wilmar’s words were cut short as he caught sight of Ghania stepping out from the corner of his eye. He stopped abruptly and asked with caution,

"Who is this?"

Myles Sullivan turned around and saw Ghania standing there, slender and poised. He rubbed his face, which had been sleepless the whole night, and with a heavy gaze, looked at her and called out, "Ghania, come here."

Then he turned to Juan Wilmar and introduced her, "This is my niece, Ghania Quinlan. She stayed at my house for a while when she went to Tsinghua for the joint examination. She got in, see? Her mom called her back for a promotion party, so I brought her back with me. Her flight arrived late last night; it was not safe for her to go back alone, so she’s temporarily staying with me at the hotel."

Myles Sullivan was affluent and generous; the hotel he stayed in featured a five-star luxury apartment. It had a reception area, spanned two stories, and had four bedrooms in addition to a fully equipped kitchen.

Ghania stayed on the upper floor.

She now obediently approached and stood in front of the two men.

Myles Sullivan was annoyed about something and introduced the man briefly to Ghania, "This is your aunt’s cousin, you can just call him Uncle Wilmar."

Ghania, always perceptive, immediately greeted him with respect, "Hello, Uncle Wilmar."

"Hello," Juan Wilmar responded curtly, barely glancing at her once before turning his attention away, obviously not interested.

He hadn’t slept all night because Mr. Yapiter’s pickup was late. He wanted to ask around for some information but had to restrain his impatience until dawn.

As soon as day broke, he made countless phone calls to the neighboring city, searched through everyone he could think of, only to find that he still had no clue about the relationship between Nathalie Quinlan and Owen Yapiter.

He felt like he was sitting on burning coals, ready to be consumed at any moment. The last thing he had the patience to deal with was a Sullivan family relative. Had it not been for Myles mentioning Ghania’s acceptance into Tsinghua University, he would not have even bothered acknowledging such a minor character.

Ghania could see their perfunctory attitudes. Her eyes flickering, she gripped the strap of her bag and said understandingly, "Uncle, my classmates have invited me back to the school for a visit, so I won’t disturb you and Uncle Wilmar any longer. I’ll be leaving now."