Mrs. Sullivan slamd her cane on the ground, breaking the silence first: "Wincent, how did you handle that matter afterward? What about your friend?"
The situation was urgent at the ti, and Wincent Sullivan only said that he and a friend encountered Willy Kingsley at the Intercontinental Hotel, and Willy blocked them from leaving.
The Sullivan family only knew this much, and nothing more.
When they called Wincent later, the matter had already been resolved, and he told them not to co over.
The Sullivan family gathered together at ho, waiting for him to explain.
After all, this matter is not small.
It’s quite a big deal.
Wincent Sullivan put down his phone and walked over to the crowd.
With so many elders from the Sullivan family here, he, as a junior mber, didn’t sit, standing tall and straight, suddenly speaking to the old lady: "Grandma, I’ve found the future direction for the family."
Mrs. Sullivan looked confused, staring at him: "What?"
"Haven’t we always been unable to find soone to follow?" Wincent Sullivan’s face was glowing with unprecedented confidence, his brows sharp yet gentle as he looked at the Sullivan family: "I’ve found that person. She might be the future path for the Sullivan family! The path is fought for, and I want to take a gamble."
"Wincent, what are you talking about?" Mr. Sullivan was confused, stretching his neck to ask him: "Who exactly is this person you’re talking about?"
Wincent didn’t keep it a secret anymore, placing his phone back on the table, his face serious as he replied, "I’m talking about my friend."
Mr. Sullivan had even more questions, struggling to hold back his confusion: "Is your friend from one of the great families?"
"No," Wincent replied promptly, without hesitation.
Mr. Sullivan just didn’t understand: "Then who is she? Soone from one of Inderia’s powers?"
He assud, given Wincent’s judgnt, the person must at least be soone from a well-known power in Inderia, or else Wincent wouldn’t risk the entire family’s future.
Yet...
Wincent denied it again: "Also no."
"..."
Now not only Mr. Sullivan, but other mbers of the Sullivan family also couldn’t understand what was going through his mind.
"...What? That person is neither from the three great families nor from any other powers, then how can the Sullivan family take a chance?"
"Yes, this concerns the fate of the entire family, it’s not child’s play."
"Wincent, who exactly is this friend you’re talking about? Do we know her?"
Having lived a long life, Mrs. Sullivan saw things more clearly than the younger ones. She believed Wincent wouldn’t gamble the family’s future without reason.
If he wants to gamble, he surely has a reason to risk it all.
Her tone was extrely gentle, neither rushed nor frustrated, but calm in communicating with Wincent Sullivan: "You are the most promising young one in our Sullivan family. Grandma trusts your judgnt, but this matter concerns the fate of the Sullivan family. It’s not about one or two people, it’s about the future of our entire family. You always have to tell us about your friend. It’s good for us to understand, right?"
Wincent didn’t hide it from her, calmly speaking while everyone watched: "Yes. Her na is Nathalie Quinlan. Dad, Grandma, you should have heard about her. She’s a rookie who got into the First Research Institute this year exceptionally."
He hadn’t finished speaking.
The rest of the Sullivan family started buzzing again.
"What? Just a rookie at the First Research Institute? Wincent himself is already at the First Research Institute, he’s been there for years."
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