Hansel Kingsley’s expression when he mentioned suspicion didn’t actually look suspicious; rather, it was certain, as though he had seen through everything.

Nathalie Quinlan entered The First Research Institute for Lynette Kingsley!

No, she even came to Inderia to investigate Lynette Kingsley’s death!

Realizing this, Hansel Kingsley understood completely that the girl in front of him might truly never return to the Kingsleys Family.

Nathalie Quinlan didn’t reply to him, nor did she intend to. She walked straight outside, carelessly throwing out a sentence: "I’ll let them in."

Hansel Kingsley watched her back, his heart in turmoil, his mind a chaotic mess, unexpectedly not stopping her, only issuing one final warning.

"Nathalie Quinlan, this is your only chance. You can still turn back now, but once those people come in, there’s no turning back!"

"I never turn back!"

The girl said, and without looking back, she opened the door and said to the outsiders: "Come in, we’re done talking."

Many pairs of eyes outside turned to look at her all at once.

Especially James Lawrence, who observed Nathalie Quinlan’s reaction.

His heart sank continuously, realizing things inside might have fallen through.

He followed the crowd inside with heavy steps.

Sure enough, upon entering, he saw Hansel Kingsley sitting there with a grim expression, seemingly closing his eyes, and then reopening them with a cold demeanor, speaking in a hoarse voice: "All of you, the matters concerning your research institute are inconvenient for me as an outsider to participate. You should follow the institute’s regulations." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Ever since Zevaney Kingsley went out, her heart had been in suspense, an inexplicable unease lingering.

At this moment, hearing Hansel Kingsley say this, her heart quickly returned to its place, and her expression eased slightly.

Her apricot eyes elegantly looked towards the girl, no longer beating around the bush. She immediately stepped forward and addressed the crowd: "Regarding what I mentioned earlier, I have evidence to prove it!"

She walked over to the head of the Secondary Laboratory and asked with great politeness: "May I borrow a computer here?"

The head of the Secondary Laboratory hesitated for a moment before reacting quickly and stepped aside to make way: "Sure, go ahead."

Zevaney Kingsley took out a USB flash drive from her pocket, walked to the computer, pulled out a chair, sat down, and swiftly inserted the USB flash drive.

Violetta Hoffman was the last to enter, and upon seeing the scene unfolding, she couldn’t help but feel a pang of anxiety for Nathalie Quinlan.

She took advantage of everyone’s lack of attention to approach the girl, lowering her voice so that only the two of them could hear, whispered: "Sun, did you really use someone else’s stuff?"

Nathalie Quinlan lazily lifted her eyelids, succinctly replied: "No."

"Then..." Violetta was unsure of the situation and had just uttered a word.

"It’s done." Zevaney Kingsley had already finished searching the documents on the USB flash drive, looked up, and addressed everyone in the room: "I saw a post on this, which is identical to the ’Super Algorithm’ proposed by Group 10."

"Williansen Barness from Group 10 mentioned on the day of the assessment that the algorithm was proposed by Nathalie Quinlan, so I was extremely shocked when I saw this post."

"What post?"

With her saying this, the others immediately gathered around.

The head of the Secondary Laboratory, seeing the forum on Zevaney Kingsley’s computer, was already astonished and asked: "Are you saying the post on the forum is from the WLA forum?"

Zevaney Kingsley didn’t deny it, smiling slightly: "I found the post on the WLA forum, and it was published four years ago. The heads of the laboratories can take a look to see if the post is similar to the ’Super Algorithm’ proposed by Group 10 during the December assessment."