The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 1791: I Want to See Nathalie Quinlan

Upon coming across Emma Gabehart’s WhatsApp, her fingers paused, eyes deepening, and she edited a message to send over.

[Q: I remember Zevaney Kingsley has an underground marketplace in the Illegal Zone?]

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Meanwhile, inside Beijing’s Detention Center.

Caryn Zachmann initially managed to keep her cool, waiting for good news from Celine Tucker.

But as time ticked away, three days passed in a blink, she was locked in a small room at the Detention Center, without any news.

Riandy Heburn broke one of her fingers on her right hand this time.

After Caryn Zachmann was sent to the Detention Center, she tried to use her injured hand to apply for medical parole, but no one paid her any attention.

She felt like she was banished to an isolated island.

People came and went in the Detention Center every day, but aside from the female police who interrogated her daily, no one paid her any mind.

Finally, on the third night, she could no longer endure the solitude and exploded in despair.

"I want to see Nathalie Quinlan!"

Caryn Zachmann desperately pounded on the iron door with her hand, making a clanging sound.

Her palm reddened, and her injured hand started to seep blood.

Caryn Zachmann couldn’t care less, her eyes filled with fear and anxiety, she fiercely pounded on the iron door: "I want to see Nathalie Quinlan! Let me out, I need to see Nathalie Quinlan!"

"Late at night, what are you shouting about."

The noise she made was so loud, it woke the prison guard, who came over impatiently and tapped on the door, signaling her to be quiet.

At this moment, Caryn Zachmann’s emotions were on the brink of collapse; she couldn’t listen at all, eyes bloodshot and desperate. She licked her cracked lips, looked at the approaching prison guard, and lowered her voice, speaking urgently: "I confess, I admit my medicine has problems."

Previously, she outright denied there were issues with her medicine, insisting that her medicine had passed Pharmaceutical Association’s verification and couldn’t possibly kill someone.

At this moment, Caryn Zachmann finally conceded.

The prison guard was also taken aback for a moment.

However, Caryn Zachmann’s admission of the medicine having problems wasn’t to take responsibility, but rather to shift the blame to someone else.

"I admit the medicine has issues, but the prescription wasn’t written by me, I copied Nathalie Quinlan’s prescription. I made the medicine according to her prescription, so even if there is a problem, it’s not on me; at most, I’m guilty of stealing. She’s the one who cured people to death!"

Caryn Zachmann tightly grasped the bars, gritting her teeth: "I want to see Nathalie Quinlan!"

A young prison guard snapped back to reality, not particularly patient as he glanced at her: "Just because you say you want to see someone doesn’t mean you can. You also have to see whether they’ll meet you."

Caryn Zachmann was about to speak out.

The young prison guard coldly refused to grant any face: "They’re not going to meet you."

The heavy despair enveloped Caryn Zachmann like a shroud, yet she refused to give up, clutching the bars. Before the guard walked away, she hurriedly said, "Then, I want to see my family. I want to apply for a prison visit!"

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The Zachmann Family in Beijing is not without foundations.

Despite Caryn Zachmann’s incident of curing people to death causing a stir outside, and the Heburn Family putting up a posture of not letting things go.

But Mr. Zachmann is still around, and Caryn Zachmann is making such a ruckus in the Detention Center, clamoring to see her family. The Detention Center still contacted Celine Tucker and Hendrik Zachmann.

Ever since Leonardy Zachmann and Mr. Zachmann went into the hospital one after the other, Hendrik Zachmann has been there taking care of the patients.

Busy back and forth.

After receiving the call from the Detention Center, he went to the Zachmann Family to pick up Celine Tucker, and the two hurried to the Detention Center where Caryn Zachmann was being held.