The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 898: The Slap Was So Loud It Echoed

The top performer in this year’s college entrance exam, direct student of Shawn Norton, coming from McKinney, these few phrases when linked together became the buzzwords of Beijing.

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Inside Highland Hospital’s medical laboratory.

All group members were huddled around the experiment table, observing the drug trial reactions in the lab mice, except Caryn Zachmann who found a corner to stand by herself and play with her Phone.

Adelle Wafford is the leading neurosurgery expert in the country; those who enter her Team are all exceptional medical talents or individuals who have succeeded in the field of medicine, and they must be diligent enough to qualify.

Only Caryn Zachmann got in through her family’s powerful Background.

Everyone in the medical Team knew that the Young lady herself was not that passionate about medicine. When it came time to choose a major, she only picked the clinical department of Tsinghua University because it was the most prestigious, joining just for the sake of adding a touch of gold to her resume; whether she would actually pursue a career related to medicine in the future remained uncertain...

So, it was no surprise to them that Caryn Zachmann often shirked her duties during experiments, or requested leave without showing up.

Now, she was off to the side playing with her Phone, and the others pretended not to see it, each busy with their own tasks.

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In the corner, Caryn Zachmann’s Face color was quite ugly.

Since half an hour ago, her Phone had been bombarded with calls. Some people, unable to contact Mr. Zachmann, took a roundabout way to call her instead, inquiring about Nathalie Quinlan’s university entrance celebration today, an absolutely intolerable intrusion.

She didn’t feel like answering any Calls after that and simply set her Phone to reject mode.

Even so, Messages in the group kept ringing nonstop.

She had a small Group.

The members of the Group were people from Beijing who either got along well with her or buttered her up. In there, she had dragged Sadam Vinson and Brian Bonette into the chat, knowing Amadeus Yancey did not care for these things, so she didn’t dare to pull him in.

But having Sadam Vinson and Brian Bonette, two lively attractions, made many second-generation Beijingers eager to join her Group, which became a means for her to gather Connections.

Early today, she posted a message in the Group about meeting up in the afternoon.

It was harmonious initially.

But Govert Griffin said he couldn’t come.

Of course, she couldn’t just call off the get-together because of Govert Griffin’s absence, so she mentioned Sadam Vinson because having him there would elevate the prestige and class of the gathering.

It was supposed to be a minor affair.

She had done this many times before, and almost always, Sadam Vinson would do her the Courtesy of showing up if he was free, but this time...

"I’m having a meal outside... Speaking of which, this person is an acquaintance of yours, Nathalie Quinlan, my sister, from McKinney, watch out for her in the future."

Caryn Zachmann looked at the Message where Sadam Vinson mentioned her in the Group; her palm holding the Phone felt ice-cold, her entire body as if plunged into an Ice Cellar, unable to find a trace of warmth.

She had never imagined Nathalie Quinlan would have any connection with Sadam Vinson. Judging by Sadam Vinson’s tone, it was clear they had a good private relationship!

Otherwise, with Sadam Vinson’s flamboyant personality, he wouldn’t say such a thing openly.

And then there were the comments below by Govert Griffin, as everyone from Mr. Yancey, the Wilmar Family, the Tanzil Family attended Nathalie Quinlan’s celebration...

Who in the Beijing Circle wouldn’t know that she disdained her cousin, adopted from the small town of McKinney, preferring to stay in the laboratory rather than attending that meal. Everyone assumed that since she wasn’t going, neither would Sadam Vinson and the others. However, each of these Messages was like a Slap in the face, slap after slap resounding crisply against her cheek—she could literally hear the echo of being slapped!