She comnted how the incident with Jane Bailey was so bizarre, even Mr. Ingram, the Mayor from Beijing, had to get personally involved.
Adelia Tucker looked at the impressive and handso man in the private room, belatedly realizing—because Amadeus Yancey was protecting Nathalie Quinlan, how could the modest Tucker Family possibly stand a chance!
Her face gradually beca uncomfortable.
So that was what had happened...
The child that Ghania Quinlan pushed must also be a Yancey Family child, right?
She rembered hearing soone ntion that Mr. Yancey had a beloved grandchild who was the darling of the entire Yancey Family, their little ancestor.
The little ancestor was perfect in every way, except for a slight problem with his leg.
And Ghania Quinlan actually pushed that little ancestor down, even breaking his leg!
The Quinlan Family was finished, and this ti the Tucker Family would also be implicated...
Adelia Tucker rued her past decisions.
...
Ghania Quinlan didn’t even realize whom she had pushed, her mind fully preoccupied with how Nathalie Quinlan could possibly be from the Zachmann Family.
In her daze, she saw a middle-aged man dressed in a suit with a solemn expression walk in. She recognized that face; she had seen it once at the university.
It was Nathalie Quinlan’s biological father.
The professor from Tsinghua University!
Stanley Zachmann didn’t waste words. His gaze swept over the Quinlan family mbers in the private room and he said coldly, "I’ve already talked to the piano association. Since the piece you submitted was ghostwritten for Nathalie, you’re not worthy to accept this award for her!"
"Ghania Quinlan, your award has been revoked!"
Ghania Quinlan’s head started buzzing, and she slumped to the ground.
*
Nathalie Quinlan knew nothing about what they did afterwards. After returning to the villa, she went upstairs to sleep.
When she woke up, the sky outside had already turned dark.
She had slept for too long, and upon waking, she only felt dizzy and suffered a headache.
Nathalie Quinlan took a cold shower, casually picked out so clothes from the wardrobe to change into, and the dizziness from oversleeping finally eased a bit.
However, waking up from such a long sleep, the frustration in her heart seed to have dissipated a great deal. She picked up the phone from the bed, wanting to check the ti.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she turned on the phone, she saw a dozen unread ssages.
There were ssages from Justin Wafford and Jhovany Sullivan.
[Nathalie, are you okay? Go ho, take a hot shower, sleep, and don’t bother with those idiots. Idiots are just like that, the more you engage with them, the more they jump around. They’re not prophets—whatever they say doesn’t define reality. Who says no one likes you? I like you. From the very first ti I saw you, I thought you were beautiful and kind. I liked you before, and I’m sure I’ll continue liking you...]
She couldn’t read further because it was excessively long.
Jhovany Sullivan practically wrote an 800-word essay—first scolding Ghania Quinlan, then expounding upon various principles which essentially condensed to: cherish life, stay away from idiots!
Nathalie Quinlan didn’t know how she managed to finish traversing her lengthy essay, but after reading it, her heart ward, her eyelids drooped, and her lips curved upwards slightly.
Her pale fingers tapped on the phone, and she sent a reply.
After replying to Jhovany Sullivan, her mood had already improved considerably.
Scrolling further down.
Apart from Jhovany Sullivan, Justin Wafford, Freddy Cagwin, and Silvania Ingram had all sent ssages.
Essentially conveying the sa sentint as Jhovany Sullivan.
Even Alfred Garland had sent her a ssage.
[Ms. Quinlan, don’t take to heart what irrelevant people say; both Amadeus and I think highly of you.]
Nathalie Quinlan narrowed her eyes, dark lashes casting a shadow over her black pupils.
He and Amadeus Yancey both thought highly of her?
Why did she feel that sentence sounded strange?
Just then.
A new ssage popped up.
[Amadeus Yancey: I see that the light in your room is on, are you awake?]
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