Ellen Quarles’s voice ca through from the other end of the phone, noticeably retaining so composure: "...I’m apologizing to you and Mr. Zachmann on behalf of Lenny, I’m sorry."
Nathalie Quinlan sipped her water from the cup, not even bothering to respond to her.
Does "sorry" work?
Or does Ellen Quarles think a re apology from the Quarles Family can erase the fact that Audrick Zachmann is still in the hospital?
Ellen Quarles didn’t hear a response from the girl for a long ti, feeling her face burning, her breathing heavy, she lowered her voice and said in extre humiliation: "To demonstrate our sincerity, we’re willing to compensate Mr. Zachmann for all hospital costs and losses, Ms. Quinlan, na your price, and I’ll have soone transfer the money right away."
Nathalie Quinlan slowly put down the cup, her cold white fingers pointing to her chin, eyelashes slightly drooping: "You want to solve this with money?"
Does she look like she’s short on cash?
"It’s not about money, it’s about giving Mr. Zachmann the compensation he deserves. This is also a bit of goodwill on behalf of Lenny."
Ellen Quarles spoke with a bit more confidence, her words flowing smoothly: "I’m friends with your uncle and aunt and am your cousin’s godmother; our families are essentially relatives. There’s no need to make things this tense. To be frank, the Zachmann Family doesn’t want you to escalate things to an unmanageable level, right? Including Mr. Zachmann himself, who doesn’t know about the stir you’ve caused to defend him?"
Nathalie Quinlan did not argue.
Audrick Zachmann indeed does not know what she has done, nor did she intend for him to worry.
"Ms. Quinlan, I know you have a good relationship with Mr. Zachmann, but you also need to consider others before acting!"
Ellen Quarles ntioned this with a slight smile, becoming more eloquent and fluent: "Ms. Quinlan, you may have heard of the invitation to participate in the annual conferences held in Inderia by the Pharmaceutical Association."
Nathalie Quinlan remained silent.
She had always known about the annual conferences held in Inderia.
Each year, the organization in Inderia would send her an invitation letter, although she never attended.
Does Caryn Zachmann want to go to Inderia?
A cold glint flashed in Nathalie Quinlan’s eyes.
Does Caryn Zachmann even understand what kind of place Inderia is, yet she wants to go there?
Does she think Inderia is a desirable place?
Caryn Zachmann would likely be devoured without a trace in Inderia.
"The Quarles Family has connections to secure that spot for her, in exchange..." Ellen Quarles didn’t finish her sentence.
Nathalie Quinlan casually interrupted her: "Don’t you realize Caryn Zachmann has no value to ?"
"..." Ellen Quarles was utterly speechless.
"I gave you the chance, and you said this matter is solely Lenny’s doing, so I’ll just deal with her." Nathalie Quinlan said in a very calm tone with a faint expression.
Ellen Quarles seed choked, almost unable to breathe: "Nathalie Quinlan, what will it take for you to let Lenny go?"
Nathalie Quinlan pulled the chair out again and sat down, crossing her legs, propping her chin on her hand, appearing to seriously ponder the question she was asked, then she replied casually: "Aren’t you offering compensation? Why not start with one billion?"
Ellen Quarles was almost driven to a cerebral hemorrhage by her words!
"How much did you say?"
"One billion." Nathalie Quinlan ’helpfully’ confird once more for her.
Ellen Quarles was shaking all over, not out of fear, purely out of anger: "Ms. Quinlan, don’t make unreasonable demands, where should I find one billion for you!"
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