The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 1908: Face Slap—She Represents the Moore Family!

The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 1908: Face Slap—She Represents the Moore Family!

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Chapter 1908: Chapter 1908: Face Slap—She Represents the Moore Family!

Until Zevaney Kingsley revealed Nathalie Quinlan’s achievements, the lounge erupted just like the large lecture hall before.

It was as if water drops had fallen into boiling oil, with voices chattering endlessly.

"Oh my! Level 8!"

"I suspected a Level 6 experiment earlier, but didn’t expect that she did the most difficult Level 8 experiment. I’m going crazy."

"My God, it’s actually a Level 8 experiment."

"..."

James Lawrence was equally shocked, feeling numb: "Did Nathalie Quinlan do the Level 8 experiment?"

Zevaney Kingsley took a deep breath and looked at him, and her next words gave James Lawrence an even bigger shock: "Apparently, she achieved 100% completion."

Level 8 experiment, 100% completion, what kind of concept is this!

The First Research Institute has never seen such extraordinary results.

James Lawrence’s hand trembled with astonishment, instantly understanding why the First Research Institute hadn’t announced Nathalie Quinlan’s achievements.

A person who hasn’t undergone any systematic training yet can complete Level 8 experiment mock trials and achieve a perfect completion...

This is an absolute genius! 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

A genius of this caliber, if kept out of sight, is fine, but once people find out, it becomes a sensational existence across Inderia.

No wonder, no wonder even the First Research Institute wants to keep the results under wraps.

"She, she actually has this talent." The muscles on James Lawrence’s face convulsed, and his eyes burst with fervent light, unable to conceal his excited mood.

She’s from the Kingsleys family.

Direct-line descent from the Kingsleys family!

Zevaney Kingsley instantly pulled him back to reality: "Right, who would’ve thought she has such a talent. This year, the slot for entering the institute will benefit the Moore family."

"Benefit the Moores?" James Lawrence was stunned from extreme joy, looking at Zevaney Kingsley.

Zevaney Kingsley was also looking at him, but no abnormality could be seen: "Yes, Nathalie Quinlan represented the Moore family in the First Research Institute assessment; now that she’s entered the institute, the Moore family will return to the First Research Institute after 20 years. Unfortunately, Therry Kingsley’s results were quite good, but he happened to face this extraordinary achievement."

With Therry Kingsley’s results, he would have steadily entered the First Research Institute in the past; this time, however, he returned empty-handed, leaving a somewhat unfortunate feeling.

"..." James Lawrence was not just unfortunate; his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were all squeezing together, unable to accept reality.

He had been too preoccupied with joy, completely forgetting that Nathalie Quinlan represented the Moore family, not the Kingsleys!

James Lawrence felt as though falling from heaven to hell, and the strong sense of loss was even more painful than when Nathalie Quinlan’s first round of assessment results were announced.

Such a genius undoubtedly belonged to their Kingsleys family, and of direct-line descent.

At this moment, the glory should belong to the Kingsleys family.

But the results favored the Moore family!

In the lounge, everyone was discussing the first-ranked extraordinary results.

Some were discussing Nathalie Quinlan’s achievements; naturally, some were mentioning that Nathalie Quinlan represented the Moore family this time, words filled with admiration and praise for the Moore family.

Every word James Lawrence heard from these discussions felt like a mocking knife cutting his heart; his heart was bleeding.

He couldn’t even worry about Therry Kingsley, who hadn’t returned from the institute yet, hastily telling Zevaney Kingsley: "I suddenly remembered there’s something unfinished. Ms. Kingsley, please wait here, I’ll leave first."

*

Ten minutes later, Nathalie Quinlan left the large lecture hall.

She had to pack her things, so she was the last to leave.

As soon as she left the lecture hall, several laboratory heads sighed: "This year’s recruitment assessment is likely to make history..."

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