The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Ghania Quinlan held Cindy Lawrence's hand tighter and looked towards the direction that Nathalie Quinlann had just left, whispering softly, "Grandma, did you hear what that person just said? It sounds like he said my sister's biological grandfather is in that private room..."

But wasn't Nathalie Quinlan's family from a rural village nestled in the mountains?

How could they afford to book the Waterfront Pavilion's private room?

The Quinlan family all thought of this, and their faces showed their displeasure. But with outsiders present, there were some things they couldn't discuss right now, so they had to hold back their doubts and follow the waiter to their reserved area.

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Inside the private room.

Amadeus Yancey pushed open the door, and inside, several people sat in a row.

She followed behind and went in.

The elderly man seated at the head in a wheelchair immediately had reddened eyes and motioned for someone to push him over. Grasping Nathalie Quinlan's hand excitedly, before he could speak, his eyes were already moist, "Are you Nathalie? My good child, good child, after so many years, grandpa has finally found you! I was really afraid I'd go before seeing you, and if I hadn't found you, I wouldn't have known how to face your mother underground..."

Nathalie Quinlan looked at his white hair, and seeing the emotion on the old man's face, it didn't seem feigned. His robust eyes were now brimming with tears, and the extent of his emotion was evident as even his grip on her hand trembled… She had never felt this way before, and her emotions fluctuated along with the ramblings of the old man who held her hand.

Mr. Zachmann, having weathered many storms, momentarily lost control of his emotions but gradually regained composure, though the rims of his eyes still looked red, showing they had been moist earlier. Holding Nathalie Quinlan's hand, he began to introduce the people in the room to her, one by one.

"Nathalie, this is your dad, Stanley Zachmann. He's teaching now,"

Amadeus Yancey raised an eyebrow and leaned casually against the wall, watching as the elder introduced him.

A professor at Tsinghua University, the elder introduced him casually as just teaching.

Nathalie Quinlan saw a middle-aged man in a suit with red-rimmed eyes and fists clenched, as if struggling to control his emotions.

Her concept of a father was vague, but it seemed the elder wanted her to call him dad. She pursed her lips and looked towards the middle-aged man and called out hesitantly, "Dad."

"Ah!" The middle-aged man's eyes immediately reddened and he turned his head quickly, afraid to show his emotions.

Mr. Zachmann breathed a sigh of relief and went on to introduce the other family members to her gently.

"That's your second uncle and aunt, and your sister Caryn. Your second uncle is in business outside, and Caryn is about your age. You've met her brother already; he's Audrick Zachmann."

Nathalie Quinlan looked over and saw a boy and a girl standing next to a girl about her age. The girl and her mother's expressions were indifferent, showing they were just nodding to give face to Mr. Zachmann, barely managing a greeting. The man looked more amiable, greeting her warmly.

"Second uncle, second aunt," Nathalie Quinlan called out calmly.

Mr. Zachmann's face was filled with joy. He didn't expect Nathalie Quinlan to immediately integrate into the family; seeing that she wasn't resistant was enough to satisfy him!

Then, holding Nathalie Quinlan's hand, he said, "Are you hungry? Haven't had lunch yet, right? Come, let's eat first. Stanley, ask the waiter to serve the dishes."

"Okay."

Around the dinner table, the family enjoyed a pleasant meal, Mr. Zachmann constantly offering food to her.

He began to inquire about her past.

She answered everything he asked, though briefly, but at least she was not dismissive.