It wasn’t until the other party urged her once again.
She snapped back to her senses and imdiately said, "I’m at ho. But I can head out right away. Mr. Heburn, just tell the location, and I’ll be there imdiately."
Riandy Heburn ntioned an address.
It was near the hospital.
Celine Tucker hurriedly took down the note, thanked the other party profusely, and after hanging up the phone, she sat at the dressing table, applied light makeup, grabbed her bag and phone, and rushed downstairs to head to the place Riandy Heburn ntioned.
Hendrik Zachmann stayed up the whole night last night. Stanley Zachmann ca to relieve him in the morning, and that’s when he found the ti to co back, shower, and change clothes.
As soon as he got ho, he saw Celine Tucker rushing out.
Hendrik Zachmann couldn’t help but furrow his brows and stopped her, "Mom, where are you going?"
These days, Celine Tucker had been staying at ho or making phone calls everywhere, trying to get Caryn Zachmann out of the detention center.
At this mont, seeing her unusually dressed and ready to head out, Hendrik Zachmann took a second look at her.
Right now, Celine Tucker’s mind was full of thoughts about reconciliation. After changing her shoes, she spoke to the driver and then quickly responded to him, unable to hide the joy on her face, "The Heburn Family agreed to reconcile with us. Your sister is going to be fine!"
"..."
Hendrik Zachmann’s first reaction was disbelief!
The Heburn Family had been so firm in their stance before, even escalating the matter publicly, and now holding all the advantages. How could they suddenly agree to reconcile with them?
Seeing the hidden joy in the corners of Celine Tucker’s eyes, he refrained from saying anything, knowing that even if he spoke, Celine Tucker wouldn’t listen.
He simply decided not to change clothes and followed her, his expression serious, "I’ll go with you."
"Why are you going with ?" Celine Tucker glanced at him and was hesitant to bring him along. But just then, her phone rang.
Celine Tucker answered the call, it was still Riandy Heburn.
He asked if she had set off and said he’d be at the place in ten minutes.
Though Celine Tucker faintly sensed that the other party seed even more anxious than she was, she didn’t overthink it. She assured Riandy Heburn she would arrive as soon as possible, put the key into her bag, and hurriedly told Hendrik Zachmann, "When you get there, don’t cause any trouble, just listen quietly. Alright? It’s hard enough for the Heburn Family to agree to reconcile with us; don’t ss it up."
"Alright."
Hendrik Zachmann responded, seemingly taking it in.
Celine Tucker was really pressed for ti and didn’t continue talking, called the driver, and hurried out.
*
Half an hour later.
In an upscale coffee shop in the center of Beijing, at ten-thirty in the morning, almost no one was there for coffee.
The spacious coffee shop had only a few scattered patrons.
From the mont Celine Tucker stepped into the coffee shop, her face was filled with tension, her fingers clenching tightly around the strap of her bag, as she headed towards the location Riandy Heburn had texted her.
Hendrik Zachmann was doing a bit better.
Despite looking weary, his deanor was at least much calr than hers.
The two walked to the appointed spot one after the other.
At this mont, Riandy Heburn had already arrived. There were two cups of coffee on the table, one placed opposite him, and one in front of him. Beside his hand was a docunt in a transparent plastic bag, with the words ’Letter of Understanding’ clearly written on it. Next to it was a pen.
When Celine Tucker noticed the Letter of Understanding by his hand, she was overwheld with excitent, barely holding back her emotions while calling out tensely, "Mr. Heburn."
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