The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 1590: Nathalie: Move Out of My House

"Do you know what you’ve done!" She managed to recover a bit of her own voice, and her volume suddenly rose.

Nathalie Quinlan withdrew her phone slowly, coldly watching her expression that was about to go crazy, and said in a tone that was neither salty nor bland: "I know. You can’t go to Inderia now."

"You know and still did this..." Caryn just felt the blood rush to her head, her face turning a sudden shade of pig liver red, about to lose her mind.

Nathalie appreciated the expression about to lose control, casually staring at her, and said: "Are you angry?"

Nathalie’s eyes were as cold as night as she looked at her, wickedly curling her lips: "Caryn, are you so angry you’re about to lose it?"

"..." Caryn’s eyes flickered, her throat felt as if it were stuffed with cotton, really wanting to say to her: madman, just a madman.

However.

She didn’t dare.

She actually didn’t dare.

Because the unruly spirit from the girl had emerged again, she didn’t dare to provoke Nathalie, fearful Nathalie would do something even more ridiculous.

"Remember this feeling of being about to lose it."

Nathalie was quite impatient with wasting time on her, but Caryn was really skilled at courting death, each time accurately stepping on her reverse scale, otherwise Nathalie really couldn’t care less about her because they were on different levels, it was unnecessary.

"Don’t think about going to Inderia anymore. As long as I don’t agree, even if you stay in the Pharmaceutical Association for ten, twenty years, you would still be unqualified to get a spot."

Caryn’s face turned green, too angry to catch her breath, and a metallic taste of blood surged in her throat, she really was about to be driven insane by Nathalie.

"I advise you to behave yourself, stop playing tricks, that little scheme of yours is just fine at home, but outside it’ll just be embarrassing... this time I still have the patience to warn you, next time I might not even have the patience to warn you, and if it gets to that point, I don’t know how I’ll deal with you."

These words were too harsh.

At least Caryn’s face flushed with heat, her earlobes were red with embarrassment.

Nathalie showed no further intention to pay her attention, coldly glanced at her, grabbed her belongings to leave: "Since you all are unwilling to stand up for my brother, as a family, at least don’t be a drag, okay?"

Leonardy Zachmann and Hendrik Zachmann both lowered their heads, somewhat embarrassed.

"If even this you can’t do, dreaming of using him for benefits... fine. Come at me, I’m always ready to entertain!"

Nathalie’s eyes turned cold, the oppressive atmosphere was back again: "But if you go running to call him again, disturbing his recovery, then don’t blame me for not showing mercy."

"One’s reputation is self-made, not something given by others. Today I said it once, next time I’ll be serious."

Her opinion was that Caryn losing the long-awaited spot to Inderia was just a small warning, she hadn’t been serious yet.

Hendrik couldn’t imagine what Nathalie being serious would be like.

Their family would be like the Quarles Family?

Someone as influential as Ellen Quarles had come to their family twice in a matter of days, each time with a lower profile.

Their family wasn’t even as good as the Quarles Family.

Before leaving, Nathalie stopped again, this time without turning around, she spoke concisely and to the point: "I remember this apartment is mine?"

She remembered when the family split, Mr. Zachmann left this apartment to her.

Nathalie’s voice was quite brusque as she threw out a sentence: "I’ll take this apartment back, find a time to move out soon."

After speaking, she left without looking back.

Her silhouette was cold and stylish!