The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 677: Slapping Ghania Quinlan’s Face Everywhere_1

He said, his eyes reflexively glanced again at Jeff Quinlan and Emilia Sullivan, filled with confusion and incomprehension.

It was as if he was asking, "With Nathalie Quinlan’s impressive grades, she will definitely bring glory to you in the future, why did you drive her away in the first place, and even let her find her biological parents, are you sick?"

"..." Jeff Quinlan curled his lips, revealing a bitter expression, averted his gaze, and dared not meet the eyes of the relatives at home.

He regretted it.

He truly regretted it.

In fact, as early as two or three months ago, when he knew that Nathalie Quinlan had a good relationship with Silvania Ingram from Pinecone Group, he had already felt regret.

But at the beginning, he had clung to a naive hope, thinking since he had watched Nathalie grow up, and her performance had always been mediocre, not hot nor cold. Besides being pretty, she was aloof and introverted, not talkative, and always looked at him with a pair of pitch-black eyes that seemed to see through people’s hearts, he believed the words Emilia Sullivan and his mother whispered in his ear.

They said Nathalie would not achieve much in the future, and that Ghania was the future hope of the Quinlan Family.

Now, Nathalie Quinlan, whom they had driven out of the house, had scored 650 points, and dozens of universities dashed to No. 1 Middle School to block her.

And Ghania? Relying on the connections her family provided, along with tutoring and seclusion, she had scored 589 points.

According to Professor Derliand, Tsinghua University’s Joint Entrance Exam results would be made public tomorrow, which coincidentally was the day of Ghania’s promotion banquet.

It’s such a Face Slap that their family organized this promotion banquet!

It was not just lacking joy; they were likely to lose all face.

But the guests had been invited; how could you say at this point that you have canceled?

So no matter how embarrassing it was, tomorrow they would have to grit their teeth and get through that meal.

Professor Derliand heard the words of the third uncle, pursed his lips, and corrected them with a serious and earnest expression: "Nathalie Quinlan’s score is not as simple as being a provincial top scholar. A provincial top scholar does not need eighty percent of First-tier Universities across the country scrambling to recruit them. How many provincial top scholars come to Tsinghua University each year? Even if not saying around fifteen, there are at least seven or eight, right? If Mr. Wafford had to personally make a trip for every one of them, he wouldn’t have to work, just run around recruiting students every day!"

All the Quinlan Family relatives looked at him.

Professor Derliand spoke seriously to them, as well as to Ivy Wilmar: "Nathalie Quinlan’s score is at the level of a national top scholar, even rarer than that. You could say it’s once in a century to encounter such a promising student. So, don’t compare Ghania with her. Ghania’s score is not bad; in the realm of ordinary art students, she’s already at the top. But in comparison to Nathalie, there is no comparability. There’s nothing to compare."

"Let me give you an example: with a full score of 100, if I ask you to score 90, you may think that with some effort you can achieve that, but if I require you to score 100, can you do it?"

Ivy Wilmar choked, wanting to say it was possible but feeling that it would be laughable to say so.

Professor Derliand laughed softly and said to them all in a gentler tone: "So you see, Nathalie Quinlan’s score can’t be compared, and no one can compare with her! The second place in this Joint Entrance Exam was 38 points behind her. It doesn’t seem like much, but the thing is, even if you score 99 points, that one point short, compared to someone with 100 points, is as different as heaven and earth! That one point is a chasm!"

He didn’t spell out the rest of his words, but everyone present was an adult and could read between the lines.

The one in second place had no right to be compared with Nathalie Quinlan.

And Ghania Quinlan, who was 30 points behind the second place, was even less qualified to be compared with Nathalie.

Because of the difference as wide as the heavens and the earth, because there was a chasm!