If it were soone else, Caleb Dax definitely wouldn’t ask Nathalie Quinlan.
The reason he asked Nathalie Quinlan whether to ntor a rookie was mainly because this new mber is from Country Z, and Nathalie has always been quite good to people from Country Z.
Caryn Zachmann filled out her research intention with Chinese dicine, which made Caleb think of Nathalie.
No one in the Pharmaceutical Association is more skilled in this area than Nathalie Quinlan.
Although Nathalie Quinlan has left the Pharmaceutical Association, in his heart, she is still a mber. As long as Nathalie is willing to co back, her rank wouldn’t be lower than Robert Radcliff.
She’d be at least one of the senior mbers of the Pharmaceutical Association.
A founding mber level, that kind.
In Caleb’s eyes, Nathalie Quinlan’s skill level is definitely sothing Caryn Zachmann can’t reach.
"Not ntoring." Nathalie Quinlan almost didn’t think before directly refusing, her lips curling into a casual smile: "Can’t handle it."
A fairly laid-back tone.
Sounded like she was teasing.
Seeing her unwillingness to ntor Caryn Zachmann, Caleb Dax lost interest in Caryn himself, casually saying: "Alright, then I’ll just randomly assign her a teacher. As a regular mber, she indeed isn’t qualified to have you personally ntor her. If you were willing to ntor anyone, Robert would definitely be the first to sign up."
Nathalie laughed ambiguously, her eyes half-closed: "I really don’t have ti lately, need to study, let’s talk about it later."
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Caleb Dax didn’t understand what she ant by ’study.’ Apart from focusing on research himself, he rarely pays attention to external matters and didn’t even know Nathalie Quinlan was bored enough to go to Tsinghua University for studies and even beca the top scholar in the college entrance examination.
He didn’t ask further, chatted with Nathalie for a few more minutes, and then ended the phone call.
After Caleb hung up, Nathalie looked at her phone and clicked on WhatsApp.
Amadeus Yancey hadn’t replied to her ssages all day.
However, Sadam Vinson, full of energy, sent her a few ga links asking her to join the team.
Nathalie lightly rubbed her thumb on the phone, containing her expression, uncertain of what she was thinking.
Last night, she asked soone to investigate Felix Kingsley. Before the check, she already felt the na was familiar, and after it ca out, the person’s identity was quite surprising.
Soone from the Yandor Sect.
She had heard of Yandor Sect before, but never thought the person Amadeus Yancey gave her phone numbers for was from there.
Felix told her yesterday that he’s affiliated with Amadeus Yancey.
That is to say, Yandor Sect...
The airport broadcast called passengers flying to Country Z to proceed to the ticket inspection at the security gate.
Nathalie drank half of her beverage then tossed the paper cup into the trash. She stood up coolly and walked towards the security gate.
While walking, she lowered her head to send a ssage to Evron Barness.
*
Ten hours later, the airplane landed at Capital City International Airport.
Nathalie disembarked and imdiately felt the intense heat of Beijing’s weather. Even though it was already evening at seven o’clock, the sunset lingered with a trace of twilight, but the temperature was still unbearably hot.
Disembarking, she saw crowds of people everywhere in the airport in shorts and t-shirts.
Only she was wrapped tightly, with a sweater and an extra jacket outside.
Nathalie could feel people staring at her all the way.
She restlessly pulled her hat down, revealing only a sharply defined chin, her skin bright and noticeable.
Her aura was distinctive as well, drawing significant attention.
After disembarking, she restarted her phone.
Evron Barness called in already.
"Hello, Ms. Quinlan, did you get off the airplane? I’m waiting for you outside Gate 6 at the airport, let know when you’re out, and I’ll co pick you up."
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