Mrs. Sullivan ignored him and turned to ask Wincent Sullivan, "Wincent, did your group mber Nathalie Quinlan go to the research institute today?"
"Grandma, why are you asking this all of a sudden?" Wincent Sullivan, though puzzled, still answered honestly, "She ca to the research institute in the morning, left at noon, and wasn’t there in the afternoon."
Mrs. Sullivan understood the situation now.
She took a deep breath, knowing it was ti for her family to make a decision.
She didn’t hide it and explained to Wincent Sullivan, "This afternoon, a big event happened in Inderia. Hansel Kingsley, the head of the punishnt hall of the Kingsleys Family, had a hand crippled in the Ocean Pavilion and was sent to the hospital."
"?" Wincent Sullivan was completely confused.
Personally, well-mannered, he didn’t impatiently question Mrs. Sullivan because he didn’t understand. Instead, he waited patiently for her to continue.
Mrs. Sullivan, with a stern expression, continued, "This ti, the person who openly acted against the Kingsleys Family is the diamond big shot Michael Truman from the Illegal Zone."
"This diamond big shot from the Illegal Zone has never shown face, but I’ve heard stories about her." Mrs. Sullivan looked at him mildly, saying calmly, "You know this person."
"I don’t know anyone from the Illegal Zone..." His mind quickly turned, and Wincent Sullivan was extrely shocked as he looked at Mrs. Sullivan: "Grandma, are you saying... Q—"
Wincent Sullivan was so shocked he couldn’t even say the girl’s na completely.
Nathalie Quinlan.
This...
Nathalie Quinlan directly acted against the Kingsleys Family?
And even slapped the Kingsleys Family’s face in public.
Such thunderous ans, too daring!
She’s got a lot of guts.
While Wincent Sullivan was still publicly shocked, Mr. and Mrs. Sullivan were even more astonished, more so than Wincent Sullivan, not knowing how to interject.
Mrs. Sullivan gently smoothed her clothes, instantly exuding an aura, looked up and instructed Wincent Sullivan, "Go call Ms. Quinlan and tell her that if there’s anything she needs the Sullivan Family’s help with, just speak up. The Sullivan Family is willing to go through fire and water for her."
"Grandma!" Wincent Sullivan, surprised, couldn’t help but call out to her.
Mrs. Sullivan, however, was very open-minded, smiling gracefully, "We can’t just say we want to rely on others or simply invite them to a al and be done with it. Since we want soone to look after us, we must also provide equivalent help when they need support."
Wincent Sullivan gradually cald down, nodding, of course understanding this rationale: "But Grandma, are you sure about this?"
"Aren’t you optimistic about her?" Mrs. Sullivan smiled, "Since you’re optimistic about her and believe she can lead the Sullivan Family upward in the future, I trust your choice!"
"..." Wincent Sullivan pressed his lips, already made up in his heart, knowing the urgency of this matter, he hesitated no longer, turned around and went to make the phone call.
After he left.
Mr. Sullivan finally spoke slowly, "Mom, are we truly going to oppose the Kingsleys Family just for a teenage girl? What if..."
That’s the Independent Continent Kingsleys Family.
Who dares to provoke the Kingsleys Family.
They were rely a small, end-tier family in Inderia.
Mrs. Sullivan, with a calm deanor, exuding the grace of a well-bred lady, remained elegant and gentle even in old age. She glanced at Mr. Sullivan indifferently, composed and serene, "I’m also optimistic about this Ms. Quinlan, and so people in the Kingsleys Family have long deserved a lesson."
Mr. Sullivan hesitated, wanting to say more.
Mrs. Sullivan stood up, unwilling to say much more to him, "With the diamond big shot from the Illegal Zone coming to light, you’ll see, the Kingsleys Family may not be able to move against her."
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