Wincent Sullivan also knew that his group’s ’reputation was widespread,’ since she was the rookie king, what if she didn’t like them.

He looked at the girl, speaking considerably gently: "Nathalie Quinlan, our group has relatively few members, and our performance isn’t very good. However, we’re missing a person, would you be willing to join our group?"

He was telling the truth.

And so sincere.

The teacher who brought Nathalie in didn’t know how to respond for a moment, turning her head and speaking softly to the girl: "They are the 10th group, their performance... indeed isn’t very good. What do you think? If it’s really not workable, I can speak to Mr. Hoffman and see if you can be directly assigned."

The name ’Group of Death for the tenth group’ isn’t without reason!

Falling behind in every round.

She had a good relationship with Violetta Hoffman, thought it over, and still felt direct assignment was better.

It’s far better than Nathalie ending up in the weakest group.

No one knew the girl raised her eyes politely and said, "Direct assignment is too much trouble, I think they are good, I’ll choose this group."

"This group..." The female teacher didn’t know how to explain the meaning of ’poor performance’ to her, she thought Nathalie didn’t understand the internal situation of the research institute, and that’s why she jumped at joining the 10th group.

But with so many people watching them now, she couldn’t say much publicly, she only said: "You have to think it through yourself, this is quite an important matter."

Nathalie replied with an ’Mm,’ and very calmly: "I’ve thought it over."

Having said this, the female teacher didn’t have any objections either.

Since the grouping had been decided, the female teacher took Nathalie to meet the members.

The 10th group had only 3 people in total, with Nathalie making it 4.

Compared to other groups that easily had 8 members, their group was pitifully small.

Everyone added one another on WhatsApp and exchanged names.

Wincent Sullivan took the lead and said: "You’re not an Inderian, you should have just arrived here, not yet familiar with the local customs and cuisine. How about I treat you today, we go out to eat, and everyone can get to know each other?"

He spoke up.

Nathalie saw the girl in her group agree readily: "Alright."

As for another person, they appeared much colder, neither agreeing nor rejecting, seemingly having a personality that was quite aloof and not very talkative.

She lowered her eyes in thought, then said: "I’ll treat."

She took out her phone and sent Amadeus Yancey a message, asking him if there was a good place to eat nearby.

Soon, the empty avatar person replied to her.

[Y: Going out for dinner?]

Nathalie looked at her newly assigned group members, quickly editing a message to respond back.

After a few seconds.

Amadeus Yancey sent her a location address.

Followed closely by another message.

[Y: I’ve reserved some seats for you, just report the name when you get there.]

[Y: What time will you finish? I’ll come over later to pick you up.]

[Y: Never mind, when you’re almost done, send me a message, I’ll wait for you at the entrance.]

Nathalie looked at his string of Three Bamboo messages.

Her red lips curled slightly up, feeling quite good, she sent back an ’Mm’ and then put her phone away.

Putting the phone back, she told the three where they’d be eating.

"I’ve reserved a seat at Ocean Pavilion, shall we head there to eat later?"

Agnes Baker and Wincent Sullivan were still negotiating where to eat later, when they heard the girl’s lazy words, the two froze simultaneously.

Ocean Pavilion?

Not just anyone can get into Ocean Pavilion, it’s hard to set positions there, and even pre-booking doesn’t guarantee success.

They had only talked about having a meal together.

And Nathalie had already reserved a spot at Ocean Pavilion?