Nathalie Quinlan is so beautiful, even if she dresses casually, she’s definitely more attractive than the stars on TV. But she usually dresses more simply than an old man.
Mr. Zachmann felt a pang of heartache whenever he thought about this, and mumbled, "Your dad is useless. I asked him to buy you more things that girls like, but he only knows how to do research. It’s a pity my health isn’t good. If I were in better shape, I’d take you shopping myself."
Nathalie peeled an orange for him, placed the peeled slices on a fruit plate, then took a tissue to wipe her hands clean, raised her eyes, her gaze quite deep as she softly said, "As long as you rest well, your health will gradually improve."
Mr. Zachmann smiled, "Alright, Grandpa will listen to you."
The two were talking when,
Leonardy Zachmann ca in with Hendrik Zachmann.
Leonardy called out as soon as he entered, "Dad."
Hendrik also greeted Grandpa, then placed the nutritional products he brought on the bedside table, noticing the simple glass bottle Nathalie had previously placed there.
Everyone in the Zachmann Family had seen this kind of glass bottle.
Unbranded product.
No packaging, no brand, no label.
As if it was sothing dug out from so obscure corner.
Inside, there were always white pills randomly placed, not knowing what brand it was.
Nathalie only said it was a type of health supplent.
Hendrik glanced at it and then looked away. After he arranged the things he brought, he greeted Nathalie, "Nathalie, long ti no see."
In front of Mr. Zachmann, Nathalie remained quite reserved, responding with a lukewarm "Hmm."
At least she didn’t outright ignore him like she did with the blocked phone numbers.
Hendrik knew sowhat why Nathalie had such an attitude. He was facing the consequences of his past actions and had no words to excuse himself.
Leonardy asked a few questions regarding Mr. Zachmann’s health, then seed to rember sothing, took out a brocade box, handed it to Mr. Zachmann, and said with a slightly softened expression, "Dad, this is a dicine Caryn developed at the Pharmaceutical Association. It’s supposed to be good for your health. She asked to bring it to you."
"Just leave it there." Mr. Zachmann’s attitude towards Caryn Zachmann was extrely cold, as if he couldn’t hide the fatigue on his face when ntioning her.
Even though Caryn had joined the Pharmaceutical Association and people outside admired her, his attitude remained unchanged.
This was also why Celine Tucker felt dissatisfied and was unwilling to co over.
In Celine’s eyes, Caryn had already beco quite accomplished. Whatever happened in the past was in the past.
But Mr. Zachmann still had this unyielding attitude, which was unappreciative.
She didn’t want to maintain appearances anymore.
Just as Leonardy was about to place the brocade box on the bedside table, Nathalie, who had been relatively quiet, suddenly spoke up, "Can I take a look at that dicine?"
"?" Leonardy was montarily stunned, then handed the small box to her, explaining in a gentle tone, "This is a dicine Caryn made herself; it shouldn’t be available on the market yet."
Nathalie reached out to take it, opened the box, and saw a single white pill inside, which looked very familiar.
She raised her eyebrow with a slightly bold look in her eyes and squinted as she brought the pill to her mouth to taste it.
Leonardy was about to say sothing, recalling Caryn had ntioned the pill was very precious, when he was taken aback as Nathalie tasted it, he opened his mouth to speak,
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