Caryn didn’t pick up imdiately. She waited for a long ti, until the phone almost hung up itself, and then she expressionlessly answered, "Hello, brother."
She thought Hendrik was calling to talk about Nathalie Quinlan, but surprisingly his tone over the phone was as usual, as if he hadn’t heard about Nathalie breaking into the finals of the world software competition.
"Caryn, I saw the ssage you sent ; you passed the preliminary review of Master Cadmus’ laboratory?"
Speaking of this good news, Caryn’s unpleasant face finally softened a bit, and she forced a smile, softening her tone: "Mm."
"Congratulations!"
It was evident that Hendrik was genuinely happy for her.
Caryn’s terrible mood sowhat improved. She tucked her hair behind her ear, then let her hand fall, speaking quite modestly: "I only passed the preliminary review."
"There are seven or eight others who passed along with . Master Cadmus will choose two among us, and only two will enter the laboratory. I’m not sure if I’ll be selected by Master Cadmus."
Hendrik seed to have a lot of confidence in her, smiling: "Don’t worry, your abilities will definitely get you into Master Cadmus’ laboratory!"
Caryn’s mood finally brightened, a proud smile appearing on her face. Holding the phone, she rembered the upcoming al, and told Hendrik, "Brother, do you have ti later?"
"Sothing up?"
Caryn pursed her lips, her eyes darkened, and then she said, "I invited so friends to play at Serenity Clubhouse. If you have ti, would you like to join us? My friends haven’t t you yet, and I can introduce you to them."
Hendrik, without thinking much, curiously asked, "Don’t you usually hang out with Mr. Vinson and his group? Isn’t Mr. Vinson coming today?"
He wasn’t familiar with Sadam Vinson and his group.
Unlike Audrick, who was part of the sa inner circle as Sadam Vinson and the others.
Hendrik was introverted, more like Leonardy Zachmann, and didn’t get along with Sadam’s circle.
But he knew Sadam Vinson and had t him a few tis before.
So when Hendrik heard her saying she wanted to introduce him to friends, he reflexively asked her.
Caryn’s barely improved complexion went pale again due to his question, her fingers tightened, knuckles whitened, and she murmured softly, "Him? He’s busy today and can’t make it."
"Haven’t you always had a good relationship with them? You passed the preliminary review of Master Cadmus’ laboratory and invited them to celebrate; aren’t any of them coming?" Hendrik hadn’t realized he’d inadvertently hit a sore point with his biological sister, and was pressing on for more.
Caryn felt more embarrassed by his questioning, her throat dry, as if soone was choking her, making it hard to speak: "It’s not that none of them are coming. So friends will be there! If they can’t make it, it’s fine. I still have to celebrate."
Hendrik belatedly caught the frustration in her tone and, finally acting ’smartly,’ didn’t pursue the topic further, promptly asking, "Where did you say the dinner was?"
Caryn: "Serenity Clubhouse."
Hendrik knew this clubhouse, one of the more famous wealthy clubs in Beijing with many facilities to enjoy.
The place also had a large area.
There was a private golf course and an equestrian ground, and many second-generation rich people in Beijing liked to play there.
Serenity Clubhouse, like Rivendell, belonged to private clubs, accessible only to clubhouse VIP clients, not just anyone could go there to play.
Caryn had always socialized with the top circle in Beijing, naturally holding a VIP at Serenity Clubhouse.
Hendrik responded with a hum, didn’t say much more, asked about Caryn’s location, and then said, "Wait for there; I’ll drive over to pick you up."
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