Especially recently, it’s been reported that the entire group that took in Nathalie Quinlan was picked by Orson Saban, the head of the Level 8 laboratory, to stay in the Level 8 laboratory.

The rookies at The First Research Institute are extremely envious of them.

What Nathan Garland said to Zevaney Kingsley is what many rookie groups feel in their hearts.

Had they known a rookie without a background could be so extraordinary, they wouldn’t have been afraid to offend Zevaney Kingsley and thus ostracize Nathalie Quinlan.

If Nathalie Quinlan had joined their group, who knows, they might have soared like Williansen Barness and the others.

"Let’s go say hello." Nathan Garland saw Violetta Hoffman, lowered his eyes, and said to Zevaney Kingsley, and led the way.

Zevaney Kingsley took a deep breath and followed Nathan Garland toward Nathalie Quinlan and Violetta Hoffman.

The research institute is only so big.

Both parties bumped into each other again.

Nathan Garland took just a few steps to reach them and calmly and restrainedly started: "Mr. Hoffman, what a coincidence."

Violetta Hoffman, still waiting for Nathalie Quinlan’s results, heard him, looked up, saw Nathan Garland and Zevaney Kingsley and the others, and distractedly replied: "We’re all in the research institute, so it’s not too coincidental, is it?"

This meant she wasn’t too interested in improving relations with Nathan Garland and his group.

Nathan Garland took a deep breath at her retort, and his deep eyes shifted to Nathalie Quinlan, who was making a phone call, and said slowly: "Right, I haven’t congratulated Mr. Hoffman on nurturing such an excellent student. I heard she’s entered the Level 8 laboratory?"

Violetta Hoffman’s slender peach blossom eyes glanced at him and laughed: "I’m happy that my student is moving up. It’s better than some people who try all they can to climb up but never make it, right? Mr. Garland, don’t you think?"

Everyone at The First Research Institute knows Nathalie Quinlan is merely nominally attached to the Level 3 laboratory, not someone brought up by Violetta Hoffman.

Nathan Garland insisted on saying things like ’student,’ clearly intending to disgust Violetta Hoffman and provoke a rift between the two.

Unfortunately, he didn’t know that Nathalie Quinlan and Violetta Hoffman weren’t really in a teacher-student relationship. Years of online friendship wasn’t something a few provocative sentences could shake.

Moreover, Violetta Hoffman was quick with her words, and with a few sentences, she turned it back on him, blatantly indicating that Zevaney Kingsley couldn’t get into the Level 8 laboratory.

One sentence slapped two faces.

Sure enough, Nathan Garland’s face turned green.

Nathalie Quinlan finished her phone call at this time and came back. Whether or not she noticed Nathan Garland and Zevaney Kingsley wasn’t clear, but she certainly paid them no mind. She calmly said to Violetta Hoffman, "I asked, we can bring friends. Let’s go together on Wednesday."

Violetta Hoffman, who had been quite annoyed by Nathan Garland, suddenly smiled brightly at this good news: "Alright, I’ll prepare a gift for you."

Nathalie Quinlan tugged on her Duckbill Cap, not too concerned: "We’re just having a private meal. You don’t need to prepare a gift."

Violetta Hoffman, however, held her hand firmly: "The院... Greenie has prepared a gift for you. How can I go empty-handed? Don’t worry, I’ll just get a small gift, nothing too expensive."

Though she said it wouldn’t be expensive, in her heart she was already considering what she might take from her little storeroom as a gift.

Nathalie Quinlan couldn’t out-talk her, so after saying goodbye, she pocketed her phone and prepared to head to the laboratory.

Suddenly, Zevaney Kingsley, who had been silent all the while, called out: "Nathalie Quinlan, you mentioned having dinner on Wednesday? Where at?"

Wednesday was a particularly sensitive day.

Lately, the whole of Inderia was abuzz with rumors that Marcella Davidson was about to announce her successor, a date set for this Wednesday.