The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 1786: Face Slap—It’s My First Time Hearing That a Thief Who Gets Hurt Stealing Should Be Compensated by the Owner
Of course, Hendrik Zachmann himself knew very well that Nathalie Quinlan didn’t have much affection for their family.
If it were Audrick Zachmann, Nathalie might still be willing to talk to the Heburn Family.
But to expect Nathalie to apologize to the Heburn Family for Caryn Zachmann... Hendrik knew it was impossible just thinking about it!
He hesitated for a moment, and ultimately gave up on this unrealistic idea.
Many people in the Zachmann Family didn’t sleep a wink all night.
Next day.
Nathalie Quinlan went to the hospital at nine in the morning to see Mr. Zachmann.
When she arrived at the hospital, there were already quite a few people in the corridor outside the ward.
Bernard Ingram and Celine Tucker were there, along with some members of the Zachmann Family.
She acted as if she didn’t see any of them, pressed down her duckbill cap, and walked straight to Mr. Zachmann’s ward with an expressionless face.
But she could pretend not to see them.
Some people didn’t know any better.
Celine Tucker hadn’t slept at all last night and made numerous phone calls, crying the whole night. She washed her face at dawn and rushed to the hospital.
She came so early and energetically to the hospital just to confront someone.
Finally seeing Nathalie, she definitely wouldn’t let her leave easily.
At this moment, she blocked the girl, her face cold, and spoke icily: "Nathalie Quinlan, you did a great job! I don’t care what grudge you have with the Heburn Family, I’m warning you, go plead with the Heburns right now to let Caryn go. Otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?" Originally, the girl didn’t want to pay her any attention, but since Celine was blocking her way and causing a scene in front of Mr. Zachmann’s ward, she stopped. Her eyes had already turned cold, devoid of any emotion, she interrupted Celine’s words indifferently, seemingly mocking as she questioned her back.
With one sentence, Nathalie made Celine shut her mouth, her face extremely embarrassed.
Nathalie couldn’t be bothered to waste words with her, feeling quite irritable: "Move."
Celine had never been so embarrassed before. For the sake of her daughter, she disregarded her face, persistently blocking the girl, raising her voice: "Nathalie, you made that drug, Caryn merely stole your thing. The problem with that thing is a problem you caused, you need to be responsible!"
Nathalie was amused by her absurd logic, yet she looked at her properly, hands in pockets, glancing at her lazily like a ferocious wolf: "It’s the first time I’ve heard a thief steals something, trips, and the owner is responsible. What? Do I need to put the item in a safe place to prevent her from bumping into it?"
These words were incredibly humiliating.
Celine’s face turned so red it was about to drip blood, her hands clenched tightly at her sides, with more to say.
However, Nathalie didn’t give her the opportunity, a glance from her made Celine feel as if she were plunged into an ice cellar.
"I’ve held back all this time for the sake of Grandpa and Audrick’s face. But if you keep making noise at Grandpa’s ward door and he hears it, I guarantee Caryn’s situation will be ten thousand times worse than it is now!"
"I mean what I say and will absolutely carry it out."
"..." Celine was completely rigid, not daring to move.
She watched helplessly as the girl brushed past her shoulder, strode forward, opened Mr. Zachmann’s ward door, closed it, and disappeared from her sight.
It was only then that she retreated a few steps, looking dazed and defeated.
Bernard Ingram watched from behind, secretly shocked, once again feeling grateful that although he had thought about cozying up to Room Two’s family, he hadn’t actually done anything overly excessive beyond saying a few words.
He now understood, Nathalie was far from just some country bumpkin from McKinney, she was not to be messed with, much more formidable than Caryn and Celine.
Now he only felt lingering fear.
