Nathalie Quinlan is also going to have dinner on Wednesday.

Zevaney Kingsley couldn’t help but think more, clenching her fists tightly and looking intently at the girl who stopped, her eyes wavering: "Nathalie, you’re not also coincidentally having dinner at the Intercontinental Hotel on Wednesday, are you?"

Marcella Davidson’s banquet is very high-class, and Zevaney Kingsley is not eligible to attend.

She only heard that Marcella Davidson’s family recognition banquet was set for this Wednesday, to be held at the Intercontinental Hotel.

Violetta Hoffman looked quite surprised at Zevaney Kingsley and was about to speak: "Ms. Kingsley, this doesn’t seem to concern you, right? We can eat wherever we want..."

Where SUN has dinner on Wednesday has nothing to do with her; it’s none of her business!

Nathalie Quinlan threw her breakfast milk to her, interrupting Violetta, and said casually, "Here, drink this. I’m going in."

Violetta caught the milk carton quickly, her mouth curling up into a smile, "Alright, go ahead."

Nathalie Quinlan merely responded and walked away without looking back. Throughout, she didn’t pay any attention to Zevaney Kingsley, as if Zevaney didn’t exist.

Seeing the girl walking away.

Zevaney Kingsley’s face turned pale with a hint of red, standing there looking very embarrassed and awkward.

Nathan Garland, seeing his star pupil at a loss, put on a stern face, looking serious and authoritative: "Ha, Mr. Hoffman, is this the attitude of all your level 3 lab members? Can they just ignore someone speaking to them?"

"Hmm?" Violetta was just opening the straw of the milk carton, and upon hearing this, she raised her eyes and glanced at him, calmly inserting the straw before looking at Nathan Garland and Zevaney Kingsley in front of her and saying, "Oh, maybe she’s not familiar with you guys."

Nathan Garland’s face darkened, wanting to say something more.

Violetta didn’t give him the chance, holding the milk carton in her hands, smiling and saying, "Mr. Garland, instead of getting angry here, why not tell your students not to rush to chat with unfamiliar people to avoid getting slapped again and ending up complaining reluctantly."

Her words were full of sarcasm.

Nathan Garland and Zevaney’s expressions both changed slightly.

Violetta responded, "Does complaining to me make any difference?"

"You!" Nathan Garland was even more infuriated, almost unable to catch his breath.

But Violetta acted as if she didn’t see it, cheerfully waving to them.

"I’m busy; gotta go."

"..."

"Take your time, Mr. Garland."

She waved and left gracefully, soon leaving only a carefree figure just like Nathalie Quinlan did to the people from the level 5 laboratory.

Watching Violetta walk away.

Zevaney Kingsley’s mind worked quickly.

She took a deep breath, turned her head, and sincerely apologized to Nathan Garland: "Teacher, I’m sorry. I acted impulsively and got you scolded with me."

Violetta had previously only made a few sarcastic remarks about Nathan Garland, almost saying outright that Nathan Garland was "being meddlesome."

But because they were colleagues, Violetta didn’t say it directly.

So her previous words hardly counted as scolding Nathan Garland.

Yet Zevaney insisted on apologizing, saying she implicated Nathan Garland in getting ’scolded’ with her.

Nathan Garland has always had a higher status in the research institute.

Naturally, his pride is much higher than ordinary people.

He considers himself different from the heads of other laboratories in the institute, often not caring about Violetta and others.

But lately, he’s been publicly embarrassed by Violetta several times, accumulating dissatisfaction to the extreme. Indeed.

After hearing Zevaney’s apology, his face turned even worse.