Chapter 2317: Ms. Quinlan, the Kingsleys Family Sent You an Invitation

Nicholas Fuller’s apprentice candidate has been finalized.

The successor for The First Research Institute has been decided.

There are no more uncertainties.

In the Yandor Sect villa.

Alfred Garland hurried in with a stack of invitations, didn’t have time to sit down and drink a glass of water, and said to the girl playing games on the sofa: "Ms. Quinlan, the Business Association, Hacker Alliance, and Arbitration Alliance all sent you invitations, inviting you for a meal. Should we go?"

Nathalie Quinlan, who had just executed a clean kill on an opponent, answered without looking up: "Not going."

"Oh." Alfred Garland wasn’t surprised as he threw most of the invitations into the wastebasket while looking down at the remaining ones in his hand.

He looked quickly.

Soon he reached the last invitation.

The feeling of this gilded invitation in hand was different from the others, full of quality, with tassels hanging from the edges.

Full of luxury.

"Whose family is this from?" Alfred Garland mumbled in curiosity while opening the invitation to look.

He glanced at it, his expression changed quickly, and he immediately looked toward the girl’s direction—

Nathalie Quinlan was tired of sitting in the same pose, changed her posture to nestle on the sofa, her drooping brows hid her mood, but from Alfred Garland’s perspective, she seemed quite relaxed and comfortable, as if in a good mood.

Alfred Garland hesitated for a long time, then walked over with the invitation, handed it over, and said: "Ms. Quinlan, the Kingsleys Family invitation."

"Who?" Sadam Vinson, who was playing with Nathalie Quinlan, was leaning on the sofa fiercely operating.

Suddenly hearing Alfred Garland mention the Kingsleys Family, he lifted his head, and the shooter he was playing got KO’d.

Sadam Vinson didn’t get upset, put down the phone, with a serious look and furrowed brow, said to Nathalie Quinlan: "What does the Kingsleys Family want by sending you an invitation? A trap feast?"

Despite his ADC dying quickly, Nathalie Quinlan didn’t get angry, her hands continuing without pause.

The movements of the assassin inside were seamless.

Kill.

Double Break.

Triple Victory.

...

Penta Kill World-Class!

Sadam Vinson only heard the game’s sound effects constantly ringing, he witnessed the girl’s completion of the harvest, casually opened the voice speaker, and said to Govert Griffin and the others: "Done, you guys push the tower, I’m logging off."

Govert Griffin was definitely at Rivendell, with Nadya Tucker and the others.

Sadam Vinson heard the chaotic background sound from their private room, full of familiar voices saying ’Awesome’ and such.

Nathalie Quinlan just opened the voice chat for a moment, said to her team, and logged offline herself.

She exited the game, tossed the phone beside the sofa, then reached out to take the invitation Alfred Garland handed over, flipped it open to look.

It had Lynn Kingsley’s handwriting.

The content was quite simple, just inviting her for a meal, likely to hold a celebration party.

Nathalie Quinlan half-squinted her eyes, slowly finished reading, then expressionlessly crumpled the invitation into a ball, aimed at the distant trash bin, slightly leaned back, and tossed the paper ball, directly scoring.

The girl was wild and arrogant: "Not going."

Alfred Garland saw her unhesitatingly toss the invitation from the Kingsleys Family into the trash like garbage, nodded, and immediately said: "Understood. If the Kingsleys Family comes again, I’ll directly refuse them."

"Mm." Nathalie Quinlan replied indifferently, clearly not caring much.

Lynette Kingsley’s death was somewhat related to the Kingsleys Family.

She had long decided not to return to the Kingsleys Family.

So the people from the Kingsleys Family needn’t even consider trying to repair the relationship with her.