Myles Sullivan: "..."
Earlier it was him who threatened to involve the police to make Nathalie Quinlan apologize.
Now, Amadeus Yancey laid everything out clearly, and he was rendered speechless.
Amadeus Yancey was already too indifferent to waste ti with them, his striking face was icy cold: "Whether this matter escalates is up to you, not . Since you acted so arrogantly earlier, now that others are returning the favor, you have to endure it."
"Mrs. Wilmar, I’m in a hurry, and don’t have ti to let you think it over. You should make up your mind yourself."
He spoke while raising his hand to check the ti on his phone.
Clearly showing his attitude, he had limited ti and wouldn’t give Raymond Wilmar more ti to consider.
Adelle Wafford’s lips turned pale with fright, her mouth trembling, disregarding the reputation of dostically revered experts, she imdiately turned to Raymond Wilmar and said: "Mr. Wilmar, why don’t you apologize? That surveillance video can’t be handed to the police. Once it’s given to the police, I..."
Raymond Wilmar had the Wilmar family behind him, a family deeply rooted, even if Mr. Wilmar was gone, there was still Yonathan Wilmar.
Raymond himself still had an accomplished daughter and son-in-law.
If things escalated, Raymond would sohow get away with it.
She was different!
Besides being a doctor, she was also a teacher, teaching at Tsinghua University, and held high esteem in dia circles usually. If this video got out, she would no longer be able to continue being a doctor; if it escalated into a dical incident, considering Mr. Wilmar’s status and achievents from older generations, her position as a professor at Tsinghua University was likely to end...
She couldn’t bear such consequences.
In the end, she was operating on Mr. Wilmar’s brain only because of Raymond’s strong request, reluctantly agreeing to be the chief surgeon.
Who would have thought the foreign expert Raymond found was just a showpiece clinically, with no ergency strategy in critical situations, resulting in this situation.
"Mr. Wilmar." Adelle Wafford was genuinely anxious, urging Raymond again.
Raymond felt humiliated as if stripped naked, standing there, first glancing at Amadeus Yancey, who clearly didn’t take her seriously.
She then reluctantly looked at Yonathan Wilmar and Lowie Wilmar, Yonathan, upon eting her gaze, furrowed his brows but did not speak for her.
What remained was Lowie.
No need to look, the undisguised disgust in his eyes as he looked at her.
She took a deep breath, under the watchful eyes of nurous relatives from the Wilmar family, slowly made her way to Nathalie Quinlan.
"About this matter..."
Raymond spoke each word extrely difficultly and embarrassingly.
Closing her eyes, she apologized to Nathalie Quinlan.
Though the words lacked sincerity, it was at least a proper apology.
After all, she feared Amadeus Yancey, worried he might indeed escalate the issue of the surveillance, turning it into an irreconcilable situation.
As Raymond apologized, she assud Nathalie Quinlan wouldn’t easily accept her apology.
Who would have thought the girl was quite calm, showing no intention of exchanging pleasantries, not acknowledging her, just waiting for her to finish.
Raymond’s fingers dug tightly into her palm, growing increasingly embarrassed: "I misunderstood you."
She had laid out a series of explanations before, yet ended with a fleeting ’misunderstanding’ trying to gloss over the apology.
Nathalie Quinlan half-closed her eyes, her gaze was cold and restless, holding a bottle of mineral water in one hand, looking at the woman in her sixties bowed before her. She pressed her lips slightly, restrained the mischievous arrogance in her eyes, and asked her a question: "If it’s an apology, shouldn’t you say sorry?"
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