The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 1721: Zevaney Kingsley, the Kingsleys’ Genius of This Generation

"The one in blue clothes to his left is from the Lordon Family."

Shawn Norton sat down immediately and lowered his voice to introduce the identities of the people attending the banquet to Nathalie Quinlan: "Nathalie, do you know the Lordon Family?"

Khendy Lordon’s family?

Nathalie Quinlan acknowledged with a hum, lowered her eyelashes, and looked in the direction he pointed. She saw a young man about the same age as Khendy Lordon, resembling him slightly, with a gentle temperament. He appeared approachable, without any airs.

Shawn Norton began to explain beside her: "The top three powers in Inderia have always been the Kingsleys Family, Davidson Family, and Moore Family. However, in recent years, many new forces have emerged and among them, besides the Yandor Sect, the Lordon Family has been very notable."

"Behind the Lordon Family is Lynn Kingsley. Have you heard of Lynn Kingsley? The current leader of the Kingsleys Family. He’s been supporting the Lordon Family a lot, and it’s rumored he intends to establish them as the fourth family in Inderia."

"But Marco Lordon isn’t much to look at; the truly impressive person in the Lordon Family is someone else, but unfortunately, that person counts as only half of the Lordon Family."

Despite expressing some regret, Shawn Norton continued: "There is also an important figure in the new generation of the Kingsleys Family."

"Oh." Nathalie Quinlan wasn’t very interested, her gaze casually sweeping around until a certain figure caught her attention.

Shawn Norton noticed the person coming in as well, immediately said with a smile: "Look, speak of the devil, and here she comes! I was going to tell you about some significant figures in the new generation of the Kingsleys Family, and there she is. Can you see her? That’s Zevaney Kingsley."

"She’s currently the face of the Kingsleys Family’s new generation. It’s said that she’s a genius in the field of black gunpowder, a talent rarely seen in a hundred years."

"The Kingsleys Family therefore adopted her from a branch family. Her position in Inderia is quite unique; many people want to connect with her." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Nathalie Quinlan noticed she was barely in her twenties. Compared to others at the banquet who were dressed grandly, Zevaney Kingsley appeared more composed, wearing a goose-yellow shirt and white suit pants, with the shirt tucked into the waistband—a tall and outstanding presence.

Nevertheless, Nathalie just took a glance and withdrew her gaze, losing interest.

She liked good-looking people; seeing attractive faces was pleasing, and made her feel better.

But she didn’t know why Zevaney Kingsley struck her as unimpressive.

She didn’t quite suit Nathalie’s taste.

Nathalie took one look and didn’t want to look again.

"Beside Zevaney Kingsley is Ze..."

Shawn Norton continued to explain to her Inderia’s connections, while Nathalie Quinlan quietly sat there listening, rarely commenting.

Until the banquet was about to start.

Caleb Dax and Khendy Lordon arrived one after the other.

Both were among the main guests of the banquet, naturally arranged at the tables in front.

Quite a distance from Nathalie’s table, so they didn’t see Nathalie and the others sitting in the back row.

Master Cadmus also saw Caleb Dax coming in, and looked toward the girl in the duckbill cap, warmly saying to Nathalie Quinlan: "I saw Mr. Dax. After the banquet, I’ll take you to meet him."

Nathalie had no objections, replied politely: "Okay."

*

The first half of the Kingsleys Family banquet was no different from a regular banquet, with waiters serving dishes as everyone ate, drank, and chatted.

Yet their table was particularly in the back, nearly unnoticed.

Other than themselves, no Inderian was willing to sit at this table.

Throughout, it was just Nathalie and the others eating and talking amongst themselves.

Until near the end, suddenly someone started handing out paper and pens, as well as a tablet computer, table by table.

"What’s this for?"