The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 131: Hello, I am Nathalie’s father_1
They were so embarrassed by the sudden event that they didn’t know how to continue the conversation.
Just then, the Tsinghua University professor surrounded by everyone seemed to have found the person he was looking for, a joyful smile appearing on his face as he pushed through them and said, "Excuse me, let me through."
The elite of McKinney made way for him.
Ghania Quinlan was pushed to the side.
She and Jeff Quinlan and the others could only watch with wide eyes as the professor they thought had come for them made his way through the crowd toward the student seating on the stairs.
Many students had already left the Great Hall, but a small number were still there for various reasons and hadn’t had the chance to leave.
Suddenly seeing the professor who had been talking to the leaders heading their way, everyone stopped chatting and looked over.
Nathalie Quinlan had just seen the new text message. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮
It read:
[Nathalie, have you arrived? Let’s have lunch together at noon. =^_^=]
She was still looking down, replying to the message when she heard someone call her name.
"Nathalie."
Who else could it be but Stanley Zachmann, whom she had not seen for a long time?
Stanley Zachmann had a face of awkward but eager-to-please smile, a far cry from his serious demeanor on the podium.
He looked like an ordinary father who was somewhat at a loss when facing his daughter he hadn’t seen in a long time, not knowing what to do with his hands and feet.
Class A was just negotiating to go out for a meal together when they suddenly saw the Tsinghua University professor approach Nathalie and affectionately call her by her name, leaving everyone with their jaws nearly dropping to the ground.
What was going on now?
Why had the Tsinghua University professor ignored Ghania Quinlan and instead come to find their Nathalie?
This was the first time Stanley Zachmann was alone with his daughter, and he didn’t know what to say to her in the absence of conversation.
When he saw her right hand, which still hadn’t had the splint removed, a flicker of pain crossed his eyes, and he dryly explained, "I received a phone call from your principal and was supposed to come back right away, but I had a meeting I couldn’t miss."
"Everyone’s academic reports were with me, and without me, there was no one to do the final summary."
"This project has been in the works for five years, it’s the hard work of many people, and I couldn’t selfishly just walk away..."
At that time, he truly wanted to run away, so much so that even the airplane tickets were purchased.
But Audrick Zachmann gave him a phone call, saying he had returned and asked him not to worry, assuring that he would communicate if anything came up.
Amadeus Yancey also called him to report that Nathalie was safe and had not broken any bones.
Only then did he reluctantly complete his report work.
As soon as he finished his work there, he hurriedly flew to McKinney.
After finishing speaking, Stanley Zachmann still felt like he had let her down and didn’t dare to look her in the eyes, fearing his daughter might resent him.
Turning his head, he happened to catch sight of Class A’s group of people next to Nathalie, and he warmly asked, "Are those your classmates?"
Ghania Quinlan, who hadn’t blamed him for not coming back immediately when she was injured, hummed in acknowledgment.
Stanley Zachmann immediately greeted Freddy Cagwin, Justin Wafford, and others warmly and gently, introducing himself, "You’re Nathalie’s classmates, right? Hello, I’m Nathalie’s father."
Freddy Cagwin: ...
Justin Wafford: ...
Jhovany Sullivan: ...
Clerent Miller: ...
The members of Class A: ...
Holy shit!
Did my ears deceive me?
They must be broken.
I actually heard that big shot from Beijing say he’s Nathalie’s father!
Not an uncle, the guy next door, bystander B, but her father!
Stanley Zachmann didn’t realize that what he said was equivalent to dropping a massive bomb, and he even actively proposed to the stunned members of Class A, "You haven’t had lunch yet, right? How about joining us for a meal later, my treat. I’m not often in McKinney, and I want to thank you for looking after her all this time."
