The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Even if Caryn Zachmann was on the verge of going crazy, she didn’t dare cross this line.

So from beginning to end, she only dared to put on a show for Nathalie Quinlan and didn’t dare to truly harm Mr. Zachmann.

”I want airplane tickets out of the country and thirty million.”

”You can’t board the airplane.” Nathalie’s dark eyes looked at her and said calmly.

Caryn hated her calm demeanor, sneering through gritted teeth: ”Why are you still pretending? With Mr. Yancey here, it’s not hard for me to leave the country.”

Her gaze shifted to the young man supporting Stanley Zachmann and suddenly showed a sad expression. Looking at the man, she asked softly, ”We grew up together, and I always thought I was the special one. I thought eventually you’d fall for me. Until she came. I just want to ask, what do you like about her?”

Caryn’s eyes and brows were full of jealousy and hatred towards the woman, speaking indignantly: ”Do you like her face?”

In her eyes, Nathalie had nothing but a face and couldn’t compare to herself in any other way.

She was raised by the Zachmann Family as a lady from a distinguished family, and Nathalie? Just a countryside bumpkin, acting arrogantly and having a bad temper.

She couldn’t understand how Amadeus Yancey, who grew up in Beijing, could be interested in such a person.

”Besides her face, what else does she have? She’s not suited for you or for the Yancey Family! Sooner or later, she’ll drag you down!”

Amadeus gave her an incredulous look, seemingly not expecting Caryn to question him, then glanced at the aggressive and cold girl nearby, withdrew his gaze, and looked at Caryn again, responding with an air of nobility and laziness: ”I’m willing.”

Caryn felt a surge of hot blood in her throat, her eyes instantly reddened with unwillingness and anger, but facing those words ”I’m willing,” she couldn’t say a single word.

If he was willing, what else could she say?

Even if she pointed out a thousand or ten thousand of Nathalie’s flaws, Amadeus’s willingness was enough to plunge her into the abyss.

Caryn no longer looked at him, her gaze becoming increasingly cold as she looked towards the girl, saying without hesitation: ”Nathalie, I want to go abroad and money, can you arrange that?”

”Alright.”

The girl agreed readily.

”But you must let the person go.”

Caryn, seeing her agree so readily, instead felt distrustful, gritting her teeth, her eyes scanning the area, she added: ”Why should I believe you’ll keep your word? What if I release the person and you play tricks?”

Nathalie knew she’d say that because of her suspicion, so she stepped forward boldly and said: ”I will replace Mr. Zachmann as your hostage.”

”Nathalie!” Mr. Zachmann’s blood pressure rose, his breathing became difficult, and he tightly clutched the Tang costume on his chest, gritting his teeth, he said: ”Are you trying to anger me to death? I...”

He wished he could die right away rather than implicate his little granddaughter.

Both Leonardy Zachmann and Stanley Zachmann were shocked at the same time.

Leonardy’s elegant face felt a burst of restless heat, trying to persuade: ”Nathalie, I’ll talk to her properly, don’t be impulsive.”

Stanley, not thinking twice, said to Caryn: ”Don’t listen to her, I’ll come, I’ll be your hostage.”

Audrick Zachmann cursed ”Damn,” shaking with anger.

Hendrik Zachmann was also extremely disappointed, saying to Caryn: ”How did you become like this now!”

Caryn ignored it all, her apricot eyes staring steadfastly at the girl, saying: ”Alright, come over, but transfer the money to me first.”