He thought that after he said this, the girl would look at him with concern.

However, it was beyond Hansel Kingsley’s expectations. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Nathalie Quinlan held a cup of plain water, not even lifting her eyelids, as if he was speaking to the air.

Hansel Kingsley immediately frowned, displaying a displeased expression, his face becoming much cooler.

James Lawrence was anxious at the side.

He wished he could remind Nathalie Quinlan of how exceptional Hansel Kingsley’s position was in the Kingsleys Family, urging her not to upset him.

But in such a situation, it wasn’t his place to speak freely, so even though he was anxious, he could only worry silently at the side.

"...The Moore Family hasn’t managed connections at The First Research Institute for almost 20 years, and they hardly have anyone to support them there." Hansel Kingsley’s eagle eyes were fixed on the girl, observing her every move. He poured himself a cup of tea, tugged the corner of his mouth, smiled slightly, and continued condescendingly: "You obviously have better choices; there’s no need to stubbornly oppose the family and the Kingsleys Family. It does you no good."

"Oh." Nathalie Quinlan finally put down the glass, the bottom knocking against the table. She lazily leaned back and spoke indolently: "Did you bring me here just to say this?"

"..."

Hansel Kingsley couldn’t figure out what she meant.

After putting down the cup, Nathalie Quinlan didn’t bother to beat around the bush with them. She slightly raised her fair chin, her clear apricot eyes indifferent, and pulled at the duckbill cap, speaking slowly: "Since you’ve said your piece, it’s my turn. Let me make myself clear: I didn’t come here to rejoin the Kingsleys Family or to bask in its glory. I came to tell you one thing, please refrain from calling me in the future... It’s a bit annoying and it’s affecting me."

On the side, James Lawrence listened to the girl speaking leisurely, his brow jumping wildly, his face changing, and regardless of the situation, he hurriedly tried to mediate: "Miss, don’t be impulsive. The Sixth Hall Master arranged to meet you because he values you. He usually doesn’t involve himself in these matters..."

Nathalie Quinlan picked up the phone on the table and had already stood up. She looked down at the elderly man sitting across from her, indifferently: "I’ve made myself very clear. I have no interest in the Kingsleys Family, let’s go our separate ways without interfering with each other."

Watching her about to leave.

Hansel Kingsley finally changed his expression, his face slightly darkened, and he called out to stop her: "Nathalie Quinlan, are you unwilling to return to the Kingsleys Family because of your father?"

As soon as his voice fell, the girl in the corridor paused slightly but hadn’t turned back.

With a somber expression, Hansel Kingsley placed the teacup on the table and continued: "Your father doesn’t want you to recognize your ancestors and return to the family? Is it because of the Zachmann Family in Beijing..."

His words contained both speculation and threat.

The direct-line descent of the Kingsleys Family dwindled, leaving only Jaycent Kingsley in this generation.

Jaycent Kingsley had no interest in the core technology that the Kingsleys Family relied on for survival. As a direct-line descendant of the family, Hansel of course wanted to find a way out for them.

Nathalie Quinlan was the best choice for this.

Hansel Kingsley had determined from the start that he would bring her back.

But after listening to what James Lawrence said that day, he also intended to give the young woman a warning.

Unexpectedly, Nathalie Quinlan did not play by the rules, putting him in a passive position, forcing him to use threats to suppress the girl’s arrogant demeanor.

"The Zachmann Family in Beijing is also declining, isn’t it?" Hansel Kingsley, seeing the girl pause, knew he had played his card right, as Nathalie Quinlan clearly cared about the Zachmann Family.