The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 882: Nathalie Personally Makes a Phone Call to Summon Someone

Nathalie Quinlan had always stayed in McKinney and seldom came to Beijing, only a few times to either visit the Wilmar Family or to be with him at The Ninth Institute.

Both places were inaccessible to ordinary people.

She was always very low-key, completing her tasks and returning to McKinney the next day.

Thus, very few people in Beijing knew of her existence.

When Mr. Zachmann suddenly hosted a dinner to introduce his granddaughter to everyone, those who heard that Nathalie Quinlan was from McKinney and an ordinary girl with a common background, who had been drifting around in a small place for over a decade, naturally looked down on her...

They felt that coming for this meal was simply a waste of time.

That was why there were situations where Mr. Zachmann and his second brother made phone calls to invite these people over for dinner, and they made excuses to decline.

Perhaps in their hearts, Nathalie Quinlan was nothing more than a dispensable person that the Zachmann Family had brought back, and the Zachmann Family was still Caryn Zachmann’s domain.

"Tsck." A smile lingered at the corner of his mouth, giving a sense of spring-like warmth, as if he had a good temper, but his fingers toyed with the Buddhist beads on his wrist, the smile not reaching his eyes.

Upon closer inspection, one could see the extreme darkness and coldness in his eyes.

He had never been treated this way before!

It didn’t matter if these people didn’t come, but later, they’d better not come crying and begging to attend the meal...

He took out his phone and without making a phone call in front of Nathalie Quinlan, he opted to send messages.

He first sent a message to Candice Yancey, then to Mr. Yancey. After sending those, he started contacting the rest of his circle to ask if they had time, and where they were. Those who were free were promptly instructed to roll into the Imperial Hotel, lunch at noon!

...

Nathalie Quinlan wasn’t paying attention as he lazily sat there sending messages. She flipped through the contacts in her phone book and called a few people who were usually in Beijing.

She didn’t care how many people came for lunch, and according to her personality, the more people around, the more trouble it would be. She found socializing quite annoying.

The fewer people the better for her.

Less hassle.

She could leave right after the meal.

It was Leonardy Zachmann’s phone call earlier and his tone that had really bothered her, particularly his apologetic apology.

It... really irritated her!

It wasn’t even a big deal, yet it felt like an inexplicable fire had suddenly ignited in her chest.

"Hello, Jaycent, yeah, something came up... Free for lunch? Ah, my graduation banquet, third floor of the Imperial Hotel."

The girl’s voice inside the car was low and pleasant, her speaking speed nonchalant.

In the front seat, Alfred Garland and the Yancey Family driver were perplexed. The name Jaycent sounded so familiar, as if they had heard it somewhere before.

Alfred Garland tried hard to recall where he had heard it, but couldn’t remember at the moment.

Before he could figure it out, Nathalie Quinlan ended the call and dialed a new one: "Lunch at the Imperial Hotel, third floor, I’ll be there too, come over early."

Alfred Garland: "..."

How come Ms. Quinlan, who was not in Beijing, seemed to know quite a few people from Beijing?

These phone calls, one after another, with Ms. Quinlan’s tone suggesting that these people were from Beijing, otherwise she wouldn’t have just given the address for the meal, without asking if the person was in Beijing.

Since she didn’t ask, they were surely in Beijing.

From the phone call Nathalie Quinlan had just taken, he had caught bits and pieces, and he could roughly guess the current situation from her words.

Alfred Garland had always considered Nathalie Quinlan one of his own, not to mention that Amadeus had previously asked him whether he had chosen his allegiance correctly, he had said he would stand by Nathalie Quinlan’s side.

Since Ms. Quinlan had encountered this situation, Alfred Garland felt it was his duty to do something.

He thought for a moment and also reached for his phone to contact any possible attendees.