Hendrik Zachmann arranged the main seat for her, and the seat next to it was also one of the main seats, originally intended for Nathalie Quinlan.
Yet he watched Bernard Ingram like a fool, pulling Caryn Zachmann into the seat originally ant for Nathalie Quinlan.
Hendrik Zachmann’s brows twitched imdiately, unable to tolerate it any longer, he shouted, "Grandma, that seat..."
Bernard Ingram, adept at playing dumb, looked at him with a bewildered expression and brazenly retorted, "Seat? What seat? Did I sit wrong? Oh dear, maybe I should give up the seat."
She acted as if she was about to give up the main seat.
Hendrik Zachmann couldn’t possibly let the elder sit on the side, gritted his teeth and said, "No, Grandma, you sit there."
Bernard Ingram imdiately accepted the compromise, "Ah, I didn’t get it wrong. So I’ll sit, then?"
She sat down, imdiately grabbing Caryn Zachmann’s hand beside her, not giving Hendrik Zachmann the chance to make Caryn Zachmann give up the seat, and began to chatter.
Caryn Zachmann, from Hendrik Zachmann’s series of reactions, knew she was sitting in soone else’s seat, but she had no intention of giving it up, pretending not to know, comfortably chatting with Bernard Ingram, without looking at Hendrik Zachmann.
Celine Tucker also found a place to sit down, next to Leonardy Zachmann. She saw this scene, a trace of mocking laughter swept across her eyes and brows, but she didn’t remind Caryn Zachmann to give up the main seat, instead, she turned to the middle-aged man and said, "Leonardy, hasn’t Dad arrived yet? Should I call a driver to pick him up?"
Leonardy Zachmann, constrained by Bernard Ingram’s seniority, like Hendrik Zachmann, found it embarrassing to be too clear, simply watched Nathalie’s seat being occupied by Caryn Zachmann, slightly troubled, absent-mindedly replied, "Dad said he’s not feeling well, so he’s not coming."
Celine Tucker’s eyes flashed a hint of coldness, ha, what not feeling well, the old fox is clearly angry with them and doesn’t want to co.
She was quite indifferent, after all, Mr. Zachmann was already old, the Zachmann Family’s connections were mostly in their hands, and the family was divided.
If everyone didn’t want to do the honors, that’s fine, she wasn’t interested in doing these superficial courtesies!
She smiled slightly, playing the role of a daughter-in-law in front of Leonardy Zachmann, pretending to be very concerned: "What’s wrong with Dad again?"
She paused for a second, worriedly asked, "With the big change in climate these days, did Dad catch a cold? Should we have a doctor co over to check?"
Look at that, so concerned.
No one could find a single fault with her.
Leonardy Zachmann’s always tense nerves relaxed due to her show of concern, looking at her, his polite face softened: "It’s nothing. Ever since Dad took the health supplents Nathalie bought, his health has been much better than before. Probably just didn’t sleep well last night."
He knew very well the reason why Mr. Zachmann wasn’t coming, but just thinking about those things made his head hurt as if drilled by a power tool.
"Forget it, leave Dad be. He’s old and less hassle is better for his health. Going back and forth takes a lot of ti, and it’s night. Since he’s not coming, let’s eat. But Big Brother and Nathalie haven’t arrived either, not sure when they’ll co, we’ll just wait for them, once everyone is here we’ll start."
Celine Tucker certainly noticed Nathalie was not there yet.
She had already prepared herself ntally, hearing Leonardy Zachmann ntion Nathalie her reaction was extrely indifferent, not making any comnt: "It’s okay, we’ll wait."
"Hmm."
Just as Leonardy’s words ended, the door to the private room was pushed open from the outside.
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