Zevaney Kingsley walked out and gave Nathalie Quinlan a slight smile: "I vaguely remembered seeing your group’s ’Super Algorithm’ somewhere during the team assessment. Later, I searched online and happened to find similar content. I inquired about that person, and they told me ’he’ hadn’t entrusted this algorithm to anyone else."

As she spoke slowly, she keenly watched the girl’s reaction, trying to catch a trace of something from her face.

But Nathalie remained extremely indifferent throughout, as if she took her words as passing wind.

After Zevaney finished speaking, Nathalie smiled ambiguously and questioned her: "Are you sure ’he’ said it to you personally?"

Zevaney furrowed her eyebrows, just about to speak.

Hansel Kingsley suddenly placed his cup on the table and politely said to several laboratory heads: "Excuse me, may I speak with her privately?"

The ’her’ he was referring to was Nathalie Quinlan.

Everyone was startled by his gesture.

No one understood why Hansel Kingsley suddenly wanted to speak privately with someone unrelated. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Including Violetta Hoffman, who also looked puzzled and turned to Nathalie.

But this time Nathalie didn’t say anything to her, just pursed her lips tightly, her gaze cold and impatient.

...

Being from the Kingsleys Family, Hansel commanded respect from the heads of several laboratories at the research institute.

Once he spoke, everyone gave way, allowing him and Nathalie a private space to talk.

Zevaney was the last to leave, and before stepping out, she glanced sharply at the girl’s face, pondering something before finally leaving.

Once everyone had gone.

Hansel Kingsley slowly began: "Do you know how severe the consequences are for plagiarism at The First Research Institute? You will be expelled."

"Oh." The girl responded nonchalantly, seeming indifferent, leaning back in her seat with her hands still in her pockets, never taking them out.

Hansel was nearly infuriated by her one-word reply, but he managed to contain himself, staring at the girl in front of him with a serpent-like gaze, avoiding unnecessary words, and directly stating his intention.

"I can let Zevaney Kingsley stop here, just let it go. But the prerequisite is you must return to the Kingsleys Family!"

"If you are unwilling to return to the Kingsley family, I might as well tell you my stance." He spoke slowly: "My stance is clear, if you refuse to come back, I don’t mind destroying your talent and dreams."

"The Kingsleys Family can tolerate direct-line descent bloodline being outside, but absolutely not being used by others!"

Especially Nathalie’s extraordinary talent in gunpowder was astonishing.

He would never allow such a genius not to be utilized by them!

If they couldn’t have it, then they’d rather destroy it.

This has always been the Kingsleys Family’s principle!

Nathalie had already guessed his reason for wanting a private talk and knew what he wanted to say to her, but at this moment her anger was successfully provoked.

Instead, she looked at Hansel Kingsley and coolly asked, "Is this how you treated my mother back then too?"

She suddenly mentioned Lynette Kingsley.

Hansel’s expression changed sharply, looking at her suddenly as if she were a flood beast: "You... where did you hear about your mother’s affairs?"

He seemed to recall something, the little warmth in his eyes gone: "So your reason for entering The First Research Institute is to investigate your mother’s matter?"