The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 1296: Everyone in Beijing must know that Caryn Zachmann has been excluded from the small circle.
"Amadeus??" Alfred Garland raised his head somewhat surprised, tongue-tied: "You mean to remove Ms. Zachmann’s name from the recruitment list..."
"Take her off."
Amadeus Yancey’s white shirt collar was slightly open as he walked to the fridge, opening the door and taking out a bottle of mineral water.
His looks were striking, his nose tall and straight.
When he spoke, there was always an air of casual indifference all around him, yet his eyes contained a sharp darkness.
Extremely deep.
Like an eagle in the night, cold and aloof yet imperious, emitting a force that looks down on the world in solitary independence.
Alfred Garland almost stared blankly, stunned for a full second before reacting, his mental gears slightly turning, not asking further: "I’ll go call Mr. Bonette."
"Okay."
Amadeus Yancey didn’t pay further attention to the matter, instead grabbing the mineral water and heading to the second floor.
Alfred Garland watched his departing figure, couldn’t help but click his tongue and sigh that Ms. Zachmann really hit a real iron wall this time.
Originally, no matter how Ms. Zachmann messed around before, Amadeus never troubled her due to Mr. Zachmann’s connections. Whoever is not good, she insists on stirring things up with Ms. Quinlan.
Losing Master Cadmus’s recruitment spot isn’t much, the key is after this incident, the Circle in Beijing will know Amadeus broke ties with her!
If Ms. Zachmann wants to rely on Amadeus’s connections to walk sideways in Beijing in the future, it would be difficult.
Of course, ever since she pulled small tricks at Ms. Quinlan’s graduation banquet, Mr. Vinson stopped associating with her.
Everyone’s connections had long grown distant.
It was merely separated by paper-thin transparency that hadn’t been broken! 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎
Well, now that thin transparency has been broken by Caryn Zachmann herself, one wonders what her mood will be once she knows she’s been removed from the recruitment list, whether she’ll regret her actions.
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Second floor.
Nathalie Quinlan took a shower and changed into a new T-shirt, the shirt was long, the hem reaching her thighs. Beijing’s September days were hot, even at night it remained stuffy. She didn’t wear long pants, putting on a pair of athletic shorts underneath the T-shirt.
At first glance, it was as if she wasn’t wearing pants under the hem, her long straight legs slightly visible under the hem of the shirt, making people nosebleed.
Nathalie’s hair hadn’t been dried yet, her black hair wetly draped over her shoulders, she didn’t care, dragged the chair in front of the desk and sat down heavily, her long legs impatiently crossed, swinging one foot restlessly.
With a pencil in her mouth, she stared at the white paper in front of her...
She had been sitting in front of the draft paper for half an hour, but her mind had no inspiration.
This time, SEVEN’s new series theme was ’Flower and Moon,’ Silvania Ingram hoped she could come up with designs related to ’Flower and Moon.’
Nathalie Quinlan’s fair hand held a 2B pencil, sketching a circle on the draft, quite carelessly with a few strokes, soon she crossed it out again, dissatisfied with the design prototype on the draft paper.
She tore off a sheet, crumpled it into a ball, and tossed it into the nearby trash can.
Just then, a knocking on the door rang.
She leaned her back against the chair, dropped the pencil, and lazily said, "Please come in."
Sure enough, the door was pushed open.
A man’s tall figure walked in from outside, still carrying the faint, not obvious smell of liquor from dinner, dissipating in the air.
Seeing him enter, Nathalie Quinlan put down her crossed legs, changed her pose to sit more properly than before, yet even in proper sitting, she exuded a bit of a roguish flair: "You didn’t go take a shower?"
