"Furthermore," Hansel Kingsley had lived many years and it was the first time he was such an easy target. His eyelids kept twitching, and if it weren’t for seeing Nathalie Quinlan as the Kingsleys Family’s lost direct-line descent, he would have erupted in anger today. Even so, he couldn’t suppress the wrath rising in his chest: "Willy and Zevaney Kingsley probably don’t know about the news of finding the Kingsleys Family’s direct-line descent, right?"

James Lawrence looked perplexed: "Ms. Kingsley probably doesn’t know."

Hansel picked up the teacup but didn’t drink, instead coldly instructed him: "You go ahead and spread this news, but don’t let them know who was found." 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Zevaney Kingsley is a smart person.

Anyone who knows this news, even if she isn’t sure Nathalie is that person, would spare no effort to suppress Nathalie in the research institute.

Hansel Kingsley’s plan was exactly this.

He wanted to see the girl discouraged, to temper her sharpness, so she would obediently return to the family and serve it!

"...Also, get two people to follow her, half protect, half monitor her whereabouts, to see what the Moore Family intends to use her for."

James Lawrence again looked up at the direction the girl had left, his expression complex, nodded his head, showing he understood, and briskly went to carry out the task.

...

Outside the Intercontinental Hotel.

Nathalie Quinlan walked out of the hotel door, took out her phone, and called Lowie Wilmar: "Help me look after the Zachmann Family, if anything happens, give me a call."

"OK." Lowie was far away in Beijing.

Beijing and Inderia have a more than ten-hour time difference, he was just waking up at this time, his sleep interrupted by Nathalie’s call, just as he was pulling open the curtains to let the morning light from outside shine into the room.

As he walked toward the room’s circular sofa, he opened the coffee machine on the tea table to pour himself a cup of black coffee.

While picking up the cup and sipping the hot coffee, he asked the girl: "Who have you offended again, why suddenly worry about this?"

"Just... someone who is full of themselves." Nathalie lowered her eyelids, suppressed the rebelliousness in her eyes, and took a breath: "While I’m not around, keep an eye on my grandpa and them, if a stranger approaches them, remember to let me know."

"Alright, I know, you’ve told me twice!"

Lowie chuckled but did become serious, earnestly said to her: "Don’t worry, I’ll take care of your uncle and them properly."

"By the way, when do you plan to come back? And, where have you been?"

Nathalie had gone out rather hastily this time, not telling him and Silvania Ingram, leaving both still clueless as to where Nathalie had gone.

"Inderia."

Lowie had been drinking water, upon hearing these three words, he spat all the coffee from his mouth, his throat dry, coughed and said: "You said... where?"

"I have some matters to deal with in Inderia, won’t return for now, but once things are done I’ll tell you when I get back, just take care of the family for me." Nathalie said tersely, not delving too much, and simply conveyed: "I’m entrusting this to you. I’ll treat you to a meal when I return."

"Alright." Lowie didn’t ask further, mentioned a few dining spots to her, then hung up the call.

After hanging up, he went downstairs to the living room, flipped through his phone along the way, located some connections of the Wilmar Family, made a call, completely shifting from the reckless, unreliable image he showed during the call with Nathalie, his voice now crisp and composed: "Help me keep an eye on the Zachmann Family, protect the members during this time!"

Once he had arranged everything, he sat heavily down on the sofa, flipped through the girl’s WhatsApp profile, lost in thought for a long time...