After explaining this much, Caryn Zachmann clutched the seam of her pants, still feeling uneasy, and quickly asked her father again, "Dad, what do you need for?"
This was a question she had asked twice within a single minute, which showed just how intensely anxious she felt inside...
"Co ho for a bit."
The steady voice of the middle-aged man on the other end of the phone paused for just one second, revealing no hint of unusual emotion in his tone.
The calr he sounded, the more agitated Caryn felt inside. She cautiously probed, "Dad, is sothing happening at ho?"
She had assud Leonardy Zachmann wouldn’t directly answer her question, but to her surprise, he faced it head-on.
"Your uncle called everyone to co back. Your grandpa is there too. He even brought so of the elders from the family over. Aside from your brother, your mom and the others are already at the house too, just waiting on you now. I’m on my way back as well."
"..." Caryn’s heart skipped a beat.
Years ago, Mr. Zachmann had worked tirelessly to move the Zachmann Family from McKinney to Beijing.
Yet, the Zachmann Family’s roots remained in McKinney, not Beijing!
So most of the Zachmann Family elders still lived in the old hotown, and there weren’t many relatives in Beijing who could be considered influential.
If there were soone distantly connected to the family, it might be only one person—Shawn Norton!
Shawn Norton and Mr. Zachmann had been close for decades. Caryn rembered that when she was a child, Shawn often visited their ho.
But later, as Mr. Zachmann’s health had worsened and he had to move into a nursing ho, Shawn rarely ca to their house anymore.
Even so, when she later sought Shawn out as a ntor, his attitude shifted upon learning that she was a mber of the Zachmann Family, treating her differently than others.
At this mont, Caryn’s heart was racing uncontrollably, with waves of panic erupting inside her.
She had no idea who Stanley Zachmann had called over, but if her uncle had invited figures like Shawn Norton, then things had escalated significantly.
From her father’s tone, he didn’t seem to know what had happened yet.
"You should hurry back soon and don’t make your grandpa wait too long. You know his health isn’t good..." Leonardy’s steady voice reminded her while urging her to head back quickly.
At this point, Caryn was completely unsettled, hurriedly responding in acknowledgnt. As she ended the call, her heart pounded fiercely.
She couldn’t calm down at all.
She couldn’t understand how things had reached this level!
And why did Audrick have to post that kind of statent on Twitter, claiming Nathalie Quinlan was Light Chaser? What?
Caryn found it hard to believe this, but she was also troubled, unwilling to think more deeply about it. She dug her nails into the palm of her hand, distracted, and returned to her seat in the coffee shop.
At this mont, Sherrina Yacoub had already scrolled through Twitter several tis. The online comnts were all over the place. Initially, she had been quite displeased, suspecting Caryn might have lied to her. But when Caryn left her seat, Sherrina, who stayed behind in the coffee shop, spent ten minutes browsing web pages and beca less certain about whether Caryn had actually deceived her or not...
When she saw Caryn return after making a phone call, Sherrina imdiately straightened up, unable to hold back her curiosity: "Caryn, be honest with , are you actually Light Chaser or not?"
Caryn: "..."
Sherrina stared her down intently and frowned again: "And what’s the deal with your cousin? Since when did you have a cousin? Wasn’t your uncle’s child lost years ago? Lost for over a decade—did they find her?"
"..." Caryn still hadn’t answered.
Sherrina tilted her head in curiosity: "I saw people on Twitter saying she’s this year’s national Top Scholar from the college entrance exam. That is to say, the girl who played the sa piece as you at the school anniversary concert is your cousin?!"
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