The servants in the house seed to have intentionally avoided conversations between the hosts and guests earlier, but they more or less sensed the unusual atmosphere at ho recently.
Mrs. Denio swiftly responded and went into the kitchen to find tea bags.
Leonardy Zachmann had just taken a seat.
At this mont, the sound of a car stopping could be heard outside.
He took a sip of the buckwheat tea freshly brewed by Mrs. Denio, frowned, and said displeasedly, "Why is there the sound of a car outside? Who’s here again?"
Hendrik Zachmann and Celine Tucker sat on the other side of the sofa, both burdened with worries, neither answered him.
Leonardy Zachmann furrowed his brows, rubbed his temples, and prepared to instruct the servants to go out and have a look.
Turning around, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw Nathalie Quinlan walk in alone.
"Nathalie, is that you?"
Leonardy Zachmann, surprised, put down the cup in his hand, stood up hurriedly, and looked at the girl walking in, still a bit doubtful of his eyes.
Celine Tucker and Hendrik Zachmann, called ’Nathalie’ by him, also looked up and turned their eyes towards the door.
The girl swaggered in with a strong aura, her collar slightly open in a carefree manner, and under the watch of the three from the Zachmann Family, she walked into the living room.
Without wasting words, she stood still, lifted her eyelids expressionlessly, and succinctly said, "Where’s Caryn Zachmann? I’m looking for her."
So damn arrogant!
The three of them from the Zachmann Family were actually intimidated by her, not reacting for a mont.
It was Hendrik Zachmann who reacted the fastest among the three, imdiately furrowing his brows, observing Nathalie Quinlan’s facial expression, feeling inexplicably uneasy, and asked in a gentle tone, "Nathalie, did you suddenly co here just to see Caryn? Do you have business with her?"
Leonardy Zachmann also ca to his senses, looked at the girl, and said kindly, "Yes, Nathalie, do you have sothing to discuss with Caryn?"
Nathalie Quinlan did not squeeze into the sofa with them, casually dragged a chair over, sat down, exuding an overwhelming aura that suffocated others; disregarding the two mbers of the Zachmann Family, she lifted her eyelids, her dark pupils glancing over coldly, saying, "Today I am here for Caryn Zachmann. As for what I need her for, I’ll talk when she cos out."
Celine Tucker’s face turned green with anger, just about to explode.
Leonardy Zachmann first showed a helpless expression and signaled Hendrik Zachmann with a look to go call Caryn Zachmann out.
Hendrik Zachmann had the sa thought, so he went to the second floor to find her without further ado.
*
Celine Tucker’s brain throbbed with pain, pulsating.
Especially seeing the girl sit, all high and mighty, in their family’s living room made her uncomfortable all over, but upon Nathalie Quinlan’s arrival, she was reminded of Ellen Quarles’ issue.
Her eyes flickered, she straightened her hair draped over her shoulder, and suddenly spoke, "Nathalie Quinlan, did you catch Evelyn Quarles because of Audrick Zachmann’s matter?"
It wouldn’t have been better not to bring this up, ntioning it was undoubtedly provoking a dispute.
Leonardy Zachmann imdiately glared at her, signaling her to keep quiet.
Celine Tucker, however, wouldn’t heed him, her eyes narrowed, issuing a low warning: "Ellen Quarles has already co to our family twice. They already know it was you who did it. You should stop before this escalates into an uncontrollable situation."
Leonardy Zachmann saw she didn’t heed his words and interrupted her hastily, "Alright! Why are you bringing this up? Didn’t I say not to ntion this!"
"What do you an not to ntion it? I didn’t agree not to ntion it." Celine Tucker was infuriated by him: "Caryn is your daughter. You’re valuing an outsider more than your own daughter? What are you thinking?"
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