Nathalie Quinlan lowered her eyelashes and did not directly answer the question. She seemed a bit irritable, thought for a moment, and then looked at him. Her black and white eyes were bright and clear: "If my mother’s death is related to them, whether it’s the Kingsleys Family or The First Research Institute, I will most likely make them pay."

"Even if a human life seems insignificant to them, in my opinion, they do not have the right to easily take someone’s life."

"If they think they are unshakable, I just want to try shaking them."

...If they think they are unshakable, I just want to try shaking them.

Her meaning was very clear.

Once she finds out that Lynette Kingsley’s death is related to The First Research Institute or the Kingsleys Family, she will not let it go easily.

Amadeus Yancey smiled, somewhat moved, his heart seemed to be struck, with an indescribable feeling: "The direct-line descent of the Kingsleys Family dwindled, and in this generation, only you and Jaycent are left. Jaycent has no interest in nuclear research, so they supported Zevaney to replace you."

"Now that you’ve returned to Inderia and shown talent in this aspect, your talent surpasses even Zevaney. As long as you’re willing to return to the Kingsleys Family, a small Zevaney won’t be a hurdle for you, and the entire family will be yours in the future. Nathalie, aren’t you tempted?"

The Independent Continent Kingsleys Family... an object of flattery and currying favor for many families.

If Nathalie Quinlan returns to the Kingsleys Family, it’s imaginable that her strength will certainly make her the family heir in the future.

Once she takes over the Kingsleys Family.

She will have endless power and status.

The average person would be tempted.

Yet Nathalie Quinlan is not tempted at all. She slightly frowned, not knowing why he brought this up, her voice slightly hoarse: "I have no interest in the Kingsleys Family."

Amadeus Yancey understood her meaning: "So you do not intend to return to the Kingsleys Family?"

The Kingsleys Family has always been looking for her.

Amadeus Yancey knew a little about this.

He just wanted to get her opinion, and by the way, rationally analyze the pros and cons for her.

Nathalie Quinlan pressed the Duckbill Cap: "I never thought about going back right from the start. I don’t even know them, so why should I go back to inherit the Kingsleys Family and carry it forward. To put it bluntly, what does the Kingsleys Family have to do with me."

The life and death of the Kingsleys Family have nothing to do with her.

She had seen the Kingsleys’ family registry, where Lynette’s name was crossed out, and seeing that even Jaycent was not very familiar with having an aunt, she could guess that the family did not acknowledge Lynette’s existence.

Since the Kingsleys Family never cared about them from beginning to end, why should she lend a hand when the family needs someone?

She really doesn’t care about the fate of the Kingsleys Family.

She just hopes that Hansel Kingsley, James Lawrence, including Zevaney, and all these Kingsleys will not provoke her.

Otherwise, she will be just as merciless as she was today!

"Marcella Davidson is an expert in nuclear magnetism. Since she gave you the laptop, she probably likes you, and if there are things you don’t understand, you can ask her." Amadeus Yancey turned the car keys, started the car, and didn’t mention her maternal family anymore.

Nathalie Quinlan mumbled a response, lowered her eyelids to hide the fatigue in her eyes, seemed a bit tired, and lazily leaned back in the seat.

Amadeus Yancey, seeing her unconcerned look through the rearview mirror, knew she didn’t intend to trouble Marcella Davidson.

He looked a bit helpless, closed the Car Window, turned on the Air Conditioner, and said softly to the Girl: "I don’t know much about this field, but I do understand some of it. You can also ask me if you encounter any problems."

Nathalie Quinlan glanced at him and didn’t ask if he had ever stayed at The First Research Institute, then murmured an acknowledgment as an agreement.

The Car slowly drove away.