They were so embarrassed by the sudden event that they didn’t know how to continue the conversation.
Just then, the Tsinghua University professor surrounded by everyone seed to have found the person he was looking for, a joyful smile appearing on his face as he pushed through them and said, "Excuse , let through."
The elite of McKinney made way for him.
Ghania Quinlan was pushed to the side.
She and Jeff Quinlan and the others could only watch with wide eyes as the professor they thought had co for them made his way through the crowd toward the student seating on the stairs.
Many students had already left the Great Hall, but a small number were still there for various reasons and hadn’t had the chance to leave.
Suddenly seeing the professor who had been talking to the leaders heading their way, everyone stopped chatting and looked over.
Nathalie Quinlan had just seen the new text ssage.
It read:
[Nathalie, have you arrived? Let’s have lunch together at noon. =^_^=]
She was still looking down, replying to the ssage when she heard soone call her na.
"Nathalie."
Who else could it be but Stanley Zachmann, whom she had not seen for a long ti?
Stanley Zachmann had a face of awkward but eager-to-please smile, a far cry from his serious deanor on the podium.
He looked like an ordinary father who was sowhat at a loss when facing his daughter he hadn’t seen in a long ti, not knowing what to do with his hands and feet.
Class A was just negotiating to go out for a al together when they suddenly saw the Tsinghua University professor approach Nathalie and affectionately call her by her na, leaving everyone with their jaws nearly dropping to the ground.
What was going on now?
Why had the Tsinghua University professor ignored Ghania Quinlan and instead co to find their Nathalie?
This was the first ti Stanley Zachmann was alone with his daughter, and he didn’t know what to say to her in the absence of conversation.
When he saw her right hand, which still hadn’t had the splint removed, a flicker of pain crossed his eyes, and he dryly explained, "I received a phone call from your principal and was supposed to co back right away, but I had a eting I couldn’t miss."
"Everyone’s academic reports were with , and without , there was no one to do the final summary."
"This project has been in the works for five years, it’s the hard work of many people, and I couldn’t selfishly just walk away..."
At that ti, he truly wanted to run away, so much so that even the airplane tickets were purchased.
But Audrick Zachmann gave him a phone call, saying he had returned and asked him not to worry, assuring that he would communicate if anything ca up.
Amadeus Yancey also called him to report that Nathalie was safe and had not broken any bones.
Only then did he reluctantly complete his report work.
As soon as he finished his work there, he hurriedly flew to McKinney.
After finishing speaking, Stanley Zachmann still felt like he had let her down and didn’t dare to look her in the eyes, fearing his daughter might resent him.
Turning his head, he happened to catch sight of Class A’s group of people next to Nathalie, and he warmly asked, "Are those your classmates?"
Ghania Quinlan, who hadn’t blad him for not coming back imdiately when she was injured, humd in acknowledgnt.
Stanley Zachmann imdiately greeted Freddy Cagwin, Justin Wafford, and others warmly and gently, introducing himself, "You’re Nathalie’s classmates, right? Hello, I’m Nathalie’s father."
Freddy Cagwin: ...
Justin Wafford: ...
Jhovany Sullivan: ...
Clerent Miller: ...
The mbers of Class A: ...
Holy shit!
Did my ears deceive ?
They must be broken.
I actually heard that big shot from Beijing say he’s Nathalie’s father!
Not an uncle, the guy next door, bystander B, but her father!
Stanley Zachmann didn’t realize that what he said was equivalent to dropping a massive bomb, and he even actively proposed to the stunned mbers of Class A, "You haven’t had lunch yet, right? How about joining us for a al later, my treat. I’m not often in McKinney, and I want to thank you for looking after her all this ti."
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