The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 613: Not Wanting to Tell the Family About Nathalie Quinlan’s Moment in the Spotlight_1

"I’ll treat you to dinner tonight!" Candice Yancey relaxed her brows, clearly delighted as she broke into a smile. Then, turning her head as if she just noticed the others in the private room, she said cheerfully to Sadam Vinson, "Bring your friends too, I’m hosting dinner tonight."

Sadam Vinson: ...

Govert Griffin: ...

Everyone in the private room: ...

So, the ’auntie’ from McKinney they thought was Ghania Quinlan... was Candice Yancey!!

And just moments ago, Ghania Quinlan nonchalantly turned down the big shot’s invitation, plainly stating she had plans tomorrow and wouldn’t commit to a meeting!

Even so, the notoriously decisive Candice Yancey, treated like the apple of her family’s eye, wasn’t annoyed. She was still going to take them out for dinner in the evening.

Govert Griffin was too shocked to speak, looking at the girl casually talking to Candice Yancey, learning for the first time in his life how the word ’respect’ was to be written!

*

In the Zachmann Family’s villa, Celine Tucker was trimming flower branches. Looking up as Caryn Zachmann entered from outside, she gracefully put down the shears, picked up a towel to wipe her hands, and stood up, asking, "Caryn, you’re back? How is Mr. Wilmar doing?"

Caryn Zachmann removed the scarf from around her neck and met her inquisitive gaze. Her expression was less than pleased, her mood restless as she forced a smile and said in a low voice, "He’s woken up. The rest will require time for a gradual recovery."

"Mr. Wilmar woke up?" Celine Tucker was quite surprised by the news. But in a blink, her expression relaxed, and she said proudly with a smile, "It’s no surprise with Professor Adelle. The Wilmar Family had consulted so many experts, both domestic and foreign, and none dared to take the case. Once Professor Adelle came on board, Mr. Wilmar was out of danger. It’s no wonder she’s regarded as the most authoritative neurosurgeon in the country."

Caryn Zachmann, looking at her face full of vicarious pride, kept a stiff expression, barely managing a nasal "Hmm."

She clenched the scarf in her hand tightly, as if her throat was clogged with cotton, unable to utter another word.

What could she say?

Tell her mother the person who brought Mr. Wilmar back from the brink wasn’t her teacher but Nathalie Quinlan?

Caryn Zachmann gazed at Celine Tucker’s well-maintained face, remembering how she had been repeatedly humiliated earlier; she couldn’t bring herself to say it.

She had called her father at the Wilmar Family, and her own family was unaware of Nathalie Quinlan’s visit to Beijing. Confiding in Celine Tucker now about the Wilmar Family’s matters would be like informing her grandfather and father just how much Nathalie Quinlan had stood out today.

Caryn Zachmann’s grip on the scarf tightened unconsciously. She had always been accustomed to being outstanding and simply couldn’t accept another’s superiority, let alone when that someone was the cousin she always looked down upon.

She was at a loss for words!

Fortunately, Celine Tucker never even conceived that there could be someone in the country more skilled than Adelle Wafford. After asking about Mr. Wilmar’s condition, she put the Wilmar Family’s affairs out of her mind, took the scarf from Caryn, and said earnestly, "Right, tomorrow is Mr. Norton’s birthday banquet. You must perform well. Ivy Wilmar wants to support Elliot Sullivan’s niece to become a student of Mr. Norton’s, and I heard that she secured a slot for that girl at the music exchange conference in McKinney half a month from now; Mr. Norton will be there too."

"They’re sharpening their knives to get in; they must be aiming for Mr. Norton. You have to get under his mentorship before they do."

Countless people in Beijing aspire to become Mr. Norton’s students. She believed in her daughter’s talent, but to become an apprentice, talent alone was not enough; it also required opportunity and rapport.

Her daughter was a cherished child, and there was no reason to let others take the lead.

Caryn Zachmann didn’t respond. In reality, she didn’t consider Ghania Quinlan a threat at all.