The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 1915: Chapter 1915: No Laboratory Is Willing to Take Her

Kenzie Nabours estimated she didn’t know the grading results yet, so he nodded, his resolute face softening with a gentle touch, and said to her, ”Don’t worry too much about the grading result. Your aunt also started from the 4th level lab and worked her way up to the 8th level lab. Grading is just the start for those who enter the research institute; your final achievements depend on your talent and effort. Regardless of the outcome, don’t let it weigh on your mind.”

Nathalie Quinlan roughly understood what he meant; it seemed both he and Marcella Davidson believed her grading results might not be good.

She tugged at the brim of her duckbill cap, nodded, and repeated to Kenzie Nabours what she had said to Marcella Davidson earlier, offering him some comfort.

Just then, Nathalie Quinlan’s phone rang.

She took out her phone and saw it was a call from the person who had been waiting for her outside.

She told Kenzie Nabours.

Gathered her things and left the manor.

*

Meanwhile, at The First Research Institute.

Tense atmosphere.

The heads of several labs rarely gathered together.

Violetta Hoffman rarely wore a stern face, her beautiful eyes sweeping across everyone in the office, her expression extremely unsightly, and she was the first to speak: ”You mean you don’t want anyone?”

Nathalie Quinlan’s recruitment test results this time were so incredible that Violetta thought the various labs would compete to recruit her, but the situation was much worse than she imagined.

The heads of the 6-8 level labs didn’t want Nathalie Quinlan.

The head of the 5-level lab, Nathan Garland, also didn’t want her.

The head of the 4-level lab hesitated upon seeing others didn’t want her and expressed that his lab was full and inconvenient to take another.

The remaining heads of the 1-2 level labs were somewhat interested in Nathalie Quinlan, but their labs were only initial labs, and given Nathalie’s results, entering a 1-2 level lab would purely be an insult!

No one spoke among the few people in the office, all with indifferent expressions.

Nathan Garland spoke up: ”Mr. Hoffman, her results are indeed beyond our expectations, but after all, she isn’t from Inderia...”

Before he finished, Violetta Hoffman slammed the table, extremely agitated: ”Even if she’s not from Inderia, so what? Since when does The First Research Institute care about that! Shouldn’t we be pursuing extreme talent? She has the talent; why are you deliberately excluding and suppressing her just because she’s not from Inderia, not from this circle? Do you know what harm it could do to ruin such a good prospect?”

The heads of the other labs felt embarrassed by her words, but ultimately none were willing to relent or accept Nathalie Quinlan.

Violetta Hoffman was about to flip the table in anger.

The head of the 1-level lab coughed lightly, seeing the atmosphere was too heavy, and stepped out to say, ”How about I take her? We need one more person in our lab; she can come to my lab.”

”Ha!” Violetta laughed angrily, coldly sweeping the room, mocking them, ”Back then, Zevaney Kingsley completed a 5-level simulated experiment with an 80% completion rate and was selected by a 5-level lab. Nathalie Quinlan did an 8-level simulated experiment with a 100% completion rate but can only go to a 1-level lab. Spreading this out would be a joke, and I wonder whether it’s her being humiliated or us at The First Research Institute being humiliated.”

Violetta’s words were clearly accusing herself, making Nathan Garland’s face look somewhat ugly, and he warned her in a grave tone: ”Mr. Hoffman, watch your words.”