"Yes, I also agree that we should bring her back." Soone imdiately responded.
The person next to him nodded in agreent, their aged brows and eyes revealing a sense of arrogant pride that cos from a life of privilege. They began to speak slowly and composedly: "Clan Chief, since she is a mber of our direct-line descent, I also believe that we cannot leave her out there. Her birth may lack sothing, having grown up in McKinney all along and never having been in contact with our Inderia. The education and upbringing she received were not very satisfactory..."
"But these are all minor issues. Once we bring her back, we can have soone properly guide her, and these can slowly be corrected."
"The main thing is that her talent is astonishing, and we cannot let her vaguely represent the Moore Family to enter the research institute. It’s ti to let her know certain things she should know... such as her identity."
This person must be a rather high-ranking elder of the Kingsleys Family.
As soon as they spoke, others agreed one after another.
"Yes, why should the Moore Family benefit from the bloodline of our Kingsleys Family?"
"Clan Chief, let’s recognize her back as one of us."
"Yes, I also agree to recognize her back."
...
The spacious conference room was filled with discussion, everyone whispering and nodding as if whether or not Nathalie Quinlan would return to the Kingsleys Family was sothing they could unilaterally decide!
Everyone thought the sa as Jas Lawrence once did, that if the Kingsleys Family chose to recognize a person, that person could not possibly be unwilling?
They believed Nathalie Quinlan would be grateful and excited to the point of incoherence.
In the depths of their hearts, they never even considered that she might be unwilling to return to the Kingsleys Family!
After all, the Independent Continent Kingsleys Family, when ntioned, how prestigious were they, how many people couldn’t even reach its threshold despite trying everything.
They were willing to accept a country bumpkin who did not grow up in Inderia, they considered themselves already open-minded.
What complaints could Nathalie Quinlan possibly have?
Lynn Kingsley listened to their discussion emotionlessly, then set down the teacup in his hand, slightly raising his chin, signaling for Jas Lawrence to co over.
"Clan Chief." Jas Lawrence walked over to him with a complex expression and respectfully addressed him.
Lynn Kingsley acknowledged with a sound, instructing him unhurriedly: "Co, inform the hall chiefs of the specific situation."
The dozen or so pairs of eyes in the conference room all turned towards Jas Lawrence simultaneously.
Jas Lawrence beca sowhat nervous, straightening his back, pressing his lips together, and spoke with difficulty: "Hall chiefs, I’ve been in contact with Miss Quinlan for half a month now, she should already know about her identity..."
"She already knows?"
"How could she still represent the Moore Family to join the research institute’s assessnt if she knows?"
"She..."
The large conference room stirred with commotion.
Jas Lawrence raised his head to look around at everyone, then lowered it again, silently continuing: "Miss Quinlan should know about her identity, but she hasn’t contacted . I called her yesterday, and she didn’t pick up, and afterward, she even blocked ... I think she might not be willing to co back."
"..."
The Kingsleys Family had long been accustod to condescendingly granting favors to others, never having imagined that soone might refuse their generosity.
Even disdain it.
Ignore them.
There was a silence in the conference room.
So people’s brows twitched violently, so were on the verge of speaking but hesitated.
But when they thought of Nathalie Quinlan’s results in this ti’s research institute assessnt, they repressed the anger and dissatisfaction between their brows.
They couldn’t really say forget it or that she was being ungrateful or anything of the sort.
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