The people from the Pharmaceutical Association didn’t bring much luggage. Each of them had a black handbag in their hand, and that was all their luggage.
A large group of people grandly exited the airport.
Ellen Quarles had already arranged for a car to wait outside.
The extended black Bentley parked outside the airport was particularly conspicuous.
As soon as Ellen Quarles ca out, she promptly invited the blonde-haired, blue-eyed man, "Chief Radcliff, are you returning to the Pharmaceutical Association? Let take you back first."
Robert Radcliff had brought soone from the Pharmaceutical Association for this trip. That person, like Radcliff himself, was dressed very ordinarily, even sowhat inconspicuously.
Faced with Ellen Quarles’ invitation, Robert Radcliff politely declined, "No need, we can go back by ourselves."
He hadn’t spoken to Caryn Zachmann and Celine Tucker the whole way.
Only now did he seem to notice Caryn Zachmann and Celine Tucker, turning his head to Caryn Zachmann with a warm attitude: "Just co to the Pharmaceutical Association to report tomorrow."
"Mm, okay." Caryn Zachmann was very respectful toward him.
Robert Radcliff looked at his phone again.
He estimated the ti.
At this ti, Q’s airplane should have also arrived.
He needed to go back and report to the dean.
With things on his mind, he didn’t have much energy to focus on Caryn and the others, so he nodded and hastily said, "After you arrive at the Pharmaceutical Association tomorrow, you can send a ssage first. My phone number is XXXX."
He recited a string of phone numbers.
Caryn Zachmann hurriedly recorded it down.
Robert Radcliff was in a hurry. After giving her his phone number, he added, "Usually don’t call . I’m in the laboratory, where my phone is usually on silent, and I can’t receive calls. So try to text if you have sothing. I’ll reply when I see it."
"You just need to report to the Pharmaceutical Association by ten tomorrow. Find a hotel to stay at today."
Caryn Zachmann, feeling privileged, saved his number with care, nodded obediently, and said, "Okay, thank you."
"You’re welco."
"I have so matters to attend to, so I won’t join you. I’ll head back to the Pharmaceutical Association first."
Robert Radcliff gave her a simple explanation, then got in the car with the Pharmaceutical Association people and left.
Before leaving, he specially greeted Ellen Quarles.
Watching the car carrying the two drive away.
Ellen Quarles withdrew her gaze lightly, calling to Caryn Zachmann and Celine Tucker and her daughter, "Let’s go, I’ve booked a room for you at a nearby hotel."
Indeed, "M" Country is a small country, but it benefits from an advantageous geographical location and boasts many dostic attractions.
The average inco is impressive.
The city’s level of developnt is extrely high.
Not to ntion the presence of the Pharmaceutical Association there, giving "M" Country a voice in Orlais.
As a mber of the Royal Family, Ellen’s ntioned hotel was a nearby very high-end five-star hotel, famous in "M" Country as one of the landmarks.
The price.
Certainly not cheap.
But with Ellen’s wealth and power, she could definitely afford it.
Caryn Zachmann followed behind her, witnessing her first board an extended Bentley. Then she saw the car’s Royal Family emblem and the impeccably dressed Quarles Family driver waiting aside, prompting her to follow in stride.
"M" Country, Pharmaceutical Association...
Caryn Zachmann was full of longing and expectation.
Before getting in the car, she took a deep breath, feeling utterly refreshed.
Even though the ssage she sent to Amadeus Yancey before leaving fell into a void, it didn’t affect her joyful mood at all now.
Nathalie Quinlan believed that following Mr. Avalon ant she’d reached the pinnacle of the dical world.
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