Caryn Zachmann drifted into a slight daze, her mind filled with various trivial matters.
She didn’t want to delve into why Ellen Quarles took a liking to her and wanted to recognize her as a goddaughter.
Nor did she want to understand why Ellen Quarles would give her such a precious spot in the Pharmaceutical Association.
She only knew that by riding on the coattails of the Quarles Family, she was about to enter a completely new level and soon shake off the gloom that had hovered over her for so ti.
Whenever Caryn Zachmann thought about her imminent entry into the Pharmaceutical Association, excitent surged within her, making packing her luggage free of any feeling of fatigue.
She couldn’t wait to set off imdiately!
"I heard Nathalie Quinlan caused trouble again," Celine Tucker said as she helped Caryn Zachmann pack all her skincare products into partitioned bags, ntioning it as if offhandedly: "She hired soone to blacklist a female artist, and that female star even reached out to for help."
Richardo Fisher had called her this afternoon.
However, Celine Tucker didn’t pay much attention to the Fisher Family, let alone Richardo Fisher.
She had refused Richardo Fisher without hesitation, not wanting to get involved in any ss before heading to the Pharmaceutical Association.
Caryn Zachmann, however, only responded with a "Oh," showing little interest in the matter.
Upon hearing this, she curled her red lips with disdain and said, "That’s just her personality; she has to make anyone she disdains beg for rcy on their knees. She’s too aggressive and leaves herself no room for maneuver. One day, she’ll suffer because of her personality!"
Celine Tucker sneered, her expression equally disdainful: "Who knows, anyway it has nothing to do with us anymore."
Caryn Zachmann thought of this and couldn’t help but smile slightly.
Yes, once she joined the Pharmaceutical Association, she’d be on a different level from Nathalie Quinlan.
She wouldn’t need to regard Nathalie Quinlan anymore.
Let alone comparing herself to Nathalie Quinlan, which would only lower her own status.
"By the way,"
After packing everything into the suitcase, Celine Tucker rembered sothing.
"Your dad asked you to inquire about that matter for your grandfather with Mr. Dax. You better act like you didn’t hear or know about it. Don’t foolishly go and ask Mr. Dax."
"You’ve just joined the Pharmaceutical Association, and now is the ti to showcase yourself. Asking Mr. Dax about such trivial matters might leave a bad impression."
Celine Tucker’s gaze turned extrely cold: "To put it bluntly, there’s no need for you to risk it for your grandfather. In the past, when your grandfather treated you well, I wouldn’t advise you against it. Now his heart is solely with that Nathalie Quinlan; he doesn’t even consider you. He’s already disowned you from the family tree, why stand up for him?"
Caryn Zachmann only agreed to Leonardy Zachmann out of formality and never intended to approach Caleb Dax for Mr. Zachmann.
She nodded, very compliantly said: "I understand, Mom, don’t worry, I know what I’m doing."
"As long as you know what you’re doing."
Celine Tucker knew her character well and saw that she didn’t reveal any emotional fluctuation because of Mr. Zachmann, which confird she indeed had it all figured out.
Just then, Hendrik Zachmann ca upstairs to ask if they finished packing.
Celine Tucker simply shut her mouth and didn’t bring it up again.
Eleven o’clock flight, they gathered at the Capital Airport by ten.
The Zachmann Family went to Capital Airport in a grand procession.
At night, Capital Airport was still brightly lit like during the day, with travelers bustling around.
Cars lined the airport road outside, waiting to pick up passengers.
Leonardy Zachmann and Hendrik Zachmann were both present.
Even Audrick Zachmann wore a duckbill cap, fully equipped, to send Caryn Zachmann off.
Ellen Quarles and her group certainly didn’t want to mingle with the Zachmann Family, so they chatted with people from the Pharmaceutical Association a little distance away.
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