In the Illegal Zone, the number of people who can be called powerful figures is less than the fingers on one hand.
Khendy Lordon is one.
Valencia Jett counts as one.
The Zachmann Family might not even reach this level. His family isn’t qualified to interact with these people. If you must say soone in Beijing is eligible to play with these figures, there’s just one person—the Yancey Family mber!
Evron Barness couldn’t help but remark: "Hendrik Zachmann, didn’t you tell your little cousin was from McKinney? I don’t think she looks like it! Even Ms. Zachmann might not know these people!"
The Ms. Zachmann he ntioned clearly referred to Caryn Zachmann.
Caryn Zachmann was famously able to mingle with Sadam Vinson and their circle in Beijing.
Her status wasn’t low.
Within the Zachmann Family, both Mr. Zachmann and Leonardy Zachmann would look at her favorably because of this.
Now, being blatantly told she isn’t qualified to know the people Nathalie Quinlan knows, Caryn Zachmann only felt an overwhelming pain on her face, a pain worse than being slapped by her own father, causing her ears to buzz and her mind to spin into a blank.
She couldn’t accept it for a mont: "How could Nathalie Quinlan know Valencia Jett..."
Though she spoke softly, both Hendrik Zachmann and Leonardy Zachmann heard her, but unfortunately, no one paid attention.
Hendrik Zachmann was still imrsed in shock: "Mr. Barness, are you sure you didn’t make a mistake?"
"How could I be mistaken?" Evron Barness spoke with certainty and confidence: "I couldn’t possibly be wrong! That’s why I’m asking you if the sports car your cousin’s schoolmate saw on the street was the sa one you’ve photographed. If you didn’t take the wrong car photo, then your cousin indeed knows the powerful figures of the Illegal Zone. Hendrik, your sister is sothing else~ One day, when you’re free, introduce , I’ll treat you."
What else could Hendrik Zachmann say? He opened his mouth, but couldn’t utter a single word, completely unprepared for Evron Barness’s investigation of a license plate leading to this result.
Nathalie Quinlan knows the powerful figures of the Illegal Zone... he never associated Nathalie Quinlan with the Illegal Zone!
Hendrik Zachmann didn’t know what expression to use when hanging up on Evron Barness.
He hadn’t fully processed this information when he noticed his father’s extrely unpleasant face, sternly telling him: "...The company was almost going to cooperate with JC Group, but just today, JC suddenly inford us that we had offended one of their high-level executives and they terminated our handover work."
Hendrik Zachmann was already unable to digest the information revealed in Evron Barness’s call. After hearing what his father said, his handso face grew even more grave, taking a long ti to snap back.
Was it really such a coincidence?
But how could Nathalie Quinlan know people from the Illegal Zone, especially a character of Valencia Jett’s rank? To know that both he and Evron Barness hadn’t reached that level of contact.
Nathalie Quinlan had been living in McKinney all along and only recently ca to Beijing. Where did such an ordinary girl connect with these people?
And the mysterious diamond figure deeply befriended by Valencia Jett...
Hendrik Zachmann only felt trapped in an invisible net. He faintly grasped so information, yet that information slipped away.
He simply didn’t have ti to delve deeper.
Hendrik Zachmann: "I’ll make a call to Nathalie Quinlan."
*
Inside the second-floor suite of the Imperial Hotel.
The girl sat by the window, her exquisite eyes carrying a touch of aloofness, with a single shoulder bag placed by her hand, and her phone tossed on the table.
The food had just been served.
Her phone rang.
Nathalie Quinlan saw the caller ID was Hendrik Zachmann’s phone number, but without even a glance, she directly ignored it and returned her phone.
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