The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 2055: Face Slap—Your Nathalie Entered the Level 8 Laboratory Long Ago

The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 2055: Face Slap—Your Nathalie Entered the Level 8 Laboratory Long Ago

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Chapter 2055: Chapter 2055: Face Slap—Your Nathalie Entered the Level 8 Laboratory Long Ago

Now Hansel Kingsley openly expressed placing the future of the Kingsleys Family on Zevaney Kingsley, how could Zevaney Kingsley, Willy Kingsley, and others not be happy.

Just then.

James Lawrence lowered his voice and finished the phone call.

As he hung up, he happened to hear Hansel Kingsley telling Zevaney Kingsley about the heavy responsibilities, and the expression on his normally expressionless face was nothing short of spectacular.

Like a knocked-over palette, filled with mixed emotions.

He had been by Lynn Kingsley’s side for years, and was also someone who rarely displayed emotions on his face.

Hansel Kingsley glanced at his strange expression and did not continue his conversation with Zevaney Kingsley, puzzled, he asked him: "What’s wrong?"

"Nothing." James Lawrence put away the phone; at first, he didn’t plan to say anything.

But Hansel Kingsley insisted on knowing: "I noticed you don’t look well. Who just called you?"

James Lawrence glanced at him, then silently looked at Zevaney Kingsley, lips moved, finally he spoke: "Someone from The First Research Institute."

"The First Research Institute?" Everyone looked at him.

James Lawrence put the phone away, glanced at everyone present, steadied his heart, said: "I just heard that young Miss has exceptionally entered the level 8 laboratory."

Now practically everyone knows Nathalie Quinlan is the Kingsleys Family’s direct-line descent living outside.

James Lawrence simply did not hide it, he uncovered the veil, explained everything outright: "The person I know told me Dean Nicholas Fuller personally went to talk with the level 8 laboratory’s responsible person Orson Saban about this matter, young Miss is now officially a member of the level 8 laboratory, under Orson Saban’s name."

Nicholas Fuller’s personal contact.

Nathalie Quinlan has already entered the level 8 laboratory?!

And she’s under Orson Saban!

Any of these three matters are unacceptable for Hansel Kingsley and Zevaney Kingsley and others.

Nathalie Quinlan, a rookie who has just been at The First Research Institute for three months, entered the core level 8 laboratory just like that?

No one can accept such a shock.

Zevaney Kingsley was even paler, her lips lost their color at the scene: "She..."

She wanted to say how Nathalie Quinlan could be personally recommended by Nicholas Fuller into the level 8 laboratory.

Nathalie Quinlan even knows Nicholas Fuller!

Hansel Kingsley couldn’t even get Nicholas Fuller to do such a favor!

Why Nathalie Quinlan?

Yet deep down, she fully understood James Lawrence had no reason to lie.

James Lawrence did say Nathalie Quinlan entered the level 8 laboratory.

Nathalie Quinlan certainly entered the level 8 laboratory!

Zevaney Kingsley’s mind buzzed, a blank brain, couldn’t catch her breath, things seemed black before her eyes.

Hansel Kingsley fared no better, confirmed again with James Lawrence.

Received James Lawrence’s affirmative answer.

He, like Zevaney Kingsley, turned pale, the complexion darkened, a spicy taste of blood surged in the throat, almost choked by anger.

James Lawrence was in no mood to attend Zevaney Kingsley’s birthday banquet.

He hurriedly said to Zevaney Kingsley and Hansel Kingsley: "Ms. Kingsley, Sixth Elder, I must head back for a bit, report to the Clan Chief, won’t stay longer."

"..." Zevaney Kingsley and Hansel Kingsley at this moment had no mind to care, both stood there silently.

Clearly distracted.

James Lawrence, before leaving, turned back, struck where it hurts, came to Zevaney Kingsley, politely said: "Oh yes, Ms. Kingsley, I forgot to congratulate you. Happy birthday."

Zevaney Kingsley’s apricot eyes were first in a daze, quickly realized, watched James Lawrence say happy birthday and turn away.

She secretly tightened her fingers, her fair and graceful face immediately flushed like pig liver, the thin face skin almost bursting.

...Nathalie Quinlan!

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