The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 1809: Court Hearing Next Wednesday

Anyway, the Overseas Medical Association is being dragged down by Caryn Zachmann.

Sadam Vinson thought of this and said softly, "Caryn’s court hearing is next Wednesday, will you go to watch it?"

Nathalie Quinlan hadn’t thought about this yet. She reached out to touch her duckbill cap, then withdrew her hand, giving a casual "Hmm" as a trace of irritation rose in her eyes, "I’ll decide when the time comes."

*

At the Yancey Family Residence.

As soon as Amadeus Yancey got off the airplane, he contacted Mr. Yancey.

The living room of the old house was now filled with people; the main members of the Yancey Family were almost all present.

Everyone now had a detailed document distributed by Alfred Garland.

Shania Yancey and Fredy Yancey were among them.

All were quietly looking down, flipping through the information in their hands. The data that Amadeus Yancey had distributed to them wasn’t extensive, but it included the main process and results...

Soon, most had finished reading, glancing at each other. No one wanted to be the first to speak up.

Shania was the one who put down her papers, turned to look at the young man sitting next to Mr. Yancey, and said with a bright smile, "Amadeus, I didn’t expect you to retrieve this batch of goods so quickly. You’re so accomplished among the younger generation of the Yancey Family. Your elder cousin didn’t misjudge you!"

Her words were nice; at first, when the goods were hijacked, she was the one making the biggest fuss in the family.

Now that Amadeus has retrieved them, she’s also the first to speak flattering words.

However you look at it, it seems quite hypocritical.

Mr. Yancey’s eye twitched, quite impressed by her audacity to not hold back even at this critical moment, coughing as he glanced sideways.

The man wore a black shirt, his features exquisite, possessing an innate elegance. His porcelain-white fingers held a tea cup, sipping from it leisurely before placing it down, raising his gaze towards Shania. What looked like a calm, broad smile carried an intense pressure!

"I remember you said that if Ian Edbert hadn’t betrayed the Yancey family, you would apologize to him personally." Amadeus said, casually raising a finger, motioning to someone standing in the corner: "Ian Edbert."

"Yes, Amadeus." A slender man stepped forward, relatively young, exuding an air of indifference, appearing unreliable but being clever and efficient.

Amadeus specially selected him and brought him to the Yancey Family.

Who knew Shania would go on complaining, accusing him of inserting his own people?

"Elder cousin, the person is standing here, apologize." Amadeus wasn’t interested in arguing, but Shania had touched a nerve before, and he holds grudges, unable to let some things go.

His tone was lazy and casual.

No one in the Yancey Family Residence dared to breathe loudly.

Fredy Yancey was particularly alarmed by the increasingly formidable presence of his nephew.

Shania’s previous comments about his girlfriend must have backfired this time.

"Elder cousin?" Amadeus noticed she hadn’t budged, urging impatiently, "Must I invite you?"

Shania felt a sting of embarrassment, her face flushed, wishing she could hide. But since she had made the remark and he was holding her to it, she suppressed her anger, reluctantly standing up, as though choking, curling her lips into a dry apology: "Ah, Ian, sorry for the misunderstanding. Don’t take it to heart."

Ian Edbert understood Amadeus was backing him up, observed quietly, responding with politeness: "No worries, my voice is small, if the vice president misunderstands, then it’s a misunderstanding. I am a minor figure; it doesn’t matter."

His words were full of irony.