The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 1333: It still depends on Nathalie’s decision!

"Could it be that Nathalie Quinlan and Mr. Yancey are even closer than Caryn and Mr. Yancey?"

Celine Tucker faced his questioning, as if her throat was blocked, her face alternating between blue and white, not knowing where to start explaining, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

Just as Hendrik Zachmann was about to continue asking, his phone vibrated, and Hendrik saw a message from Evron Barness and temporarily dismissed it.

He opened WhatsApp to take a look.

He only saw the first line of text before his blood pressure rose.

[Evron Barness: Hendrik, what has your sister done? Mr. Yancey has spread the word in the circle that from now on, in Beijing’s circle, it’s either him or your sister, where your sister goes, he won’t be there.]

Hendrik Zachmann once doubted his own eyes had misread.

Evron Barness’s call had already come through.

He answered the call with a blank mind, his throat dry: "Hello."

"Did you see the message I sent you?" Evron Barness asked directly without wasting words.

Of course, Hendrik Zachmann saw the WhatsApp message he sent.

It was precisely because he saw it that half of his blood had run cold, and he hurriedly asked: "Do you know what’s going on?"

"I helped you find out a bit." Evron Barness, being quite loyal, told him what he knew: "Your cousin’s USB flash drive for the competition was stolen and damaged, all the data inside used for the competition was destroyed. The school found out that the girl who stole the USB drive is the current girlfriend of Mateo Gordon from the Gordons, and this Mr. Gordon... is very close to your sister. I heard Mr. Yancey has already taken her away, the Gordons are so anxious like headless flies, looking everywhere for connections to bail her out. Your sister is probably involved in this, Mr. Yancey is spreading the word."

Hendrik Zachmann’s mind was completely muddled, thrown off balance by this event.

Evron Barness said indifferently: "Mr. Yancey spread the word out there, your sister will find it difficult to mix in Beijing’s circle from now on, I’m afraid. I see this matter can only be settled by Nathalie Quinlan. I think Mr. Yancey is standing up for Nathalie, the Gordons are done for this time, if not dead then they’ll lose a layer of skin."

"As for your sister, it depends on Nathalie’s intentions. I guess Mr. Yancey hasn’t directly approached your family, might be considering Audrick Zachmann’s face, or worried about Nathalie’s face. After all, your family and Nathalie still have a layer of relative ties, this matter can be big or small, just depends on what Mr. Yancey finally decides."

Hendrik Zachmann’s heart was already in chaos, messy, he said a brief thank you to Evron Barness, and then hung up the phone.

And looking at his mother again, he really didn’t know how to start speaking.

Hendrik Zachmann didn’t know how to open up to Celine Tucker about Caryn Zachmann’s matter, so he simply didn’t say anything, picked up his car keys, hurriedly said: "Mom, I’m going out for a while."

"Where are you going?" Celine Tucker didn’t yet know the situation outside was chaotic because of Mateo Gordon’s matter.

She saw Hendrik Zachmann’s face was off after he took a call, and felt vaguely uneasy in her heart, quickly followed behind and asked.

Hendrik Zachmann couldn’t explain it to her, nor did he have the mood to clarify, he threw on his denim jacket, hastily: "I’m just going out for a while, not going anywhere, I’ll talk to you later when I come back."

*

Rhine Apartment.

In the second floor room, the girl was wearing home clothes, her collar slightly open, revealing a piece of pristine white skin, her clavicle delicate and striking.

She crossed her legs, holding a Cola can, just pulled open the tab.

Only heard a pop sound, Cola bubbles fizzed up.

Valencia Jett on the other end of the video saw her in a boss-like posture, said helplessly to her: "By the way, Zachmann Group is still coordinating with us, they want that batch of diamonds from us. It looks like they’re quite sincere... do we bother with them?"

Nathalie Quinlan took a sip of Cola, lifted her eyelids nonchalantly, her tone quite indifferent: "Ignore them."