The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 1506: Sadam Vinson: Could She Be Interested in You?

Sadam Vinson: "?"

Nadya Tucker was also curious about what Caryn Zachmann wanted with Govert Griffin, but she was just a small fry in all this. Since Sadam Vinson and his crew hadn’t asked, she, as a small fry, had no right to speak up.

"What’s she want with you?" Sure enough, Sadam Vinson couldn’t hold back, impatiently blowing a smoke ring as he brought up Caryn Zachmann, not even bothering to say her name.

Govert Griffin: "Ms. Zachmann told me she’d come back in a week and wanted to have a meal with me."

Sadam Vinson lifted his eyelids to look at him, sounding quite surprised: "Oh, she’s into you?"

Govert Griffin’s face went dark at his words, quickly waving his hand to explain: "Mr. Vinson, please don’t joke with me. Ms. Zachmann has high standards; there’s no way she’d be interested in me."

"I reckon Ms. Zachmann wants to use me to arrange a meeting with you and Amadeus..."

Too bad Caryn Zachmann offended Ms. Quinlan, and now Mr. Vinson and his crew would never bother with Caryn Zachmann again.

Govert Griffin thought this in his heart. Some things are best left unsaid; that’s the way to survive in this circle!

There was no need to make things too clear.

As expected.

When Sadam Vinson heard Caryn Zachmann wanted to meet him, he immediately showed a disgusted expression, making no effort to hide his disdain: "She’s quite the dreamer."

After a brief consideration, he sneered and said coldly, "Well, she did go to the Pharmaceutical Association and tied connections with the Quarles Family. She was quite the sensation in Beijing recently, hanging out daily with Sherrina Yacoub’s group."

The power dynamics in Beijing are also divided.

The Yacoub Family has a good relationship with the Wilmar Family, and with the Yancey Family and their family... they just nod to each other, maintaining decent relations.

Caryn Zachmann fell out with them, which doesn’t affect her playing with Sherrina Yacoub and her crew.

He heard that recently Caryn Zachmann was getting close to the Hoffman Family, particularly Lincoln Hoffman, almost blatantly forming a small clique to challenge them.

Now she’s reaching out to Govert Griffin... Sadam Vinson couldn’t understand what was going on in her head. Did she think everyone else was a fool, while she alone played her clever little games?

"Mr. Vinson, don’t say that, the Pharmaceutical Association is very prestigious. No one expected Ms. Zachmann to get into the Pharmaceutical Association."

Govert Griffin’s words sounded nice, but anyone with ears could hear the thick sarcasm in his voice, mocking Caryn Zachmann for being full of herself.

"Now she’s a member of the Pharmaceutical Association, and even as an ordinary member, there are plenty of people in Beijing eager to curry favor with her."

The Pharmaceutical Association is simply a research organization for developing medicine, but let’s put it this way: anything in the world related to life and death has a high status.

Everyone fears death.

Even those standing at the top of the Pyramid fear death.

In times like these, the Pharmaceutical Association becomes incredibly important.

The advanced drugs being developed in the Pharmaceutical Association’s laboratory aren’t available for purchase no matter how much you pay. Of course, they’re precious, right?

Caryn Zachmann’s ability to join the Pharmaceutical Association and connect with those top-tier figures in medicine is indeed impressive. No wonder she’s holding her head high.

"That still doesn’t concern me. Even if that day comes, I’d rather just lie down and die than seek her help."

Mentioning Caryn Zachmann made Sadam Vinson very agitated; he left no room for pleasantries, even in private.

"She’s just an idiot."

The idiot Sadam Vinson referred to was undoubtedly Caryn Zachmann.

After he finished speaking, he didn’t care if Govert Griffin was replying to Caryn Zachmann’s message or not.

He lifted his chin, his eyes filled with worry as he looked toward Brian Bonette, anxiously asking: "What about it? Hasn’t your uncle contacted Amadeus yet?"