Wincent Sullivan hadn’t finished speaking when Mrs. Sullivan’s expression changed. She sat up slightly and asked him, "What does that red software you mentioned look like?"

"I didn’t look closely, but I saw her use it twice. The software icon is inconspicuous and has a letter on it, I think it’s an S."

Wincent Sullivan himself couldn’t remember clearly, "It should be an S, but I don’t really recall."

Mrs. Sullivan let out a long sigh, almost without any hesitation, she directly told Wincent Sullivan, "I understand. In the future, if she needs help, you tell the family, and even if the Sullivan Family has to risk everything, we will get it done for her!"

Wincent Sullivan did not expect Mrs. Sullivan to be convinced so easily, he was stunned for a second before he reacted, somewhat pleasantly surprised.

"Grandma?"

The other members of the Sullivan Family finally couldn’t hold back and began to try persuading Mrs. Sullivan.

"That Nathalie Quinlan is just a rookie."

"Yes, she doesn’t have much background, even if she knows a few friends, should the Sullivan Family bet our entire future on her?"

"Mrs. Sullivan, isn’t this too risky?"

Mrs. Sullivan’s authority was there, one sentence: "I have already decided."

No one in the Sullivan Family dared to say anything more.

She asked the Sullivan Family’s relatives to leave first.

Soon, only Mr. Sullivan, Mrs. Sullivan, and Wincent Sullivan were left in the Sullivan Family Villa, and only then did Mrs. Sullivan start talking to Mr. and Mrs. Sullivan.

"I have a friend in the Illegal Zone, known each other for decades. She once told me something, she said that diamond mogul in the Illegal Zone has intricate ties with the Red Alliance, very likely a person within the Red Alliance."

"Mom, why bring this up again out of nowhere?" Mr. Sullivan had heard Mrs. Sullivan talk about this before, but it didn’t concern them much, so he didn’t take it to heart.

Who knew, Mrs. Sullivan picked up the tea brought over by the Servant, gracefully took a sip, then slowly raised her head to look at him.

Her eyes exuded wisdom and decisiveness not found in young people.

"The software Wincent accidentally saw on Nathalie Quinlan’s computer is the Red Alliance’s software. How could a girl who’s not from Inderia come to Inderia alone and succeed in entering The First Research Institute? If she’s not a fool, then she’s definitely got the confidence! Inderia is a place that eats people without spitting out the Bone; even when I was young, I didn’t have such confidence. Who do you think she is?"

Mrs. Sullivan’s words stirred up emotions in Mr. Sullivan, but he didn’t think much of it, only assuming Nathalie Quinlan was part of the Red Alliance.

Only Mrs. Sullivan had a clear understanding, having guessed one or two of Nathalie Quinlan’s identities.

Sun+diamond mogul!

Her old friend had an extensive network, and when they discussed this matter, they speculated which of the key members of the Red Alliance was most likely to be that mysterious diamond mogul.

@ilovebeingskinny and Emma Gabehart didn’t seem likely.

Only one person’s conduct was exactly like that of the diamond mogul!

The leader of the Red Alliance—Sun!

So whatever The First Research Institute’s rookie, everyone there thought this year they got a rookie with no background.

Even we all thought it was a lucky rookie with no background who got into The First Research Institute.

But in reality, it was never like that!

When Wincent Sullivan returned after seeing off the family’s relatives, Mrs. Sullivan, filled with excitement, tried her best to not let it show too much, but her words carried undeniable courtesy and respect: "Wincent, another day, help me arrange a meeting with Nathalie Quinlan, see if she has time to come over for a meal."