Chapter 2525: Nathalie’s Plan A and Plan B

At the same time.

Room 6668 of the hotel.

Nathalie Quinlan had breakfast, then split from Sadam Vinson and the others, each returning to their rooms. She’d been in her room for less than half an hour when someone knocked on the door.

Nathalie checked the time, moved her chair aside, and got up to let the outsiders in.

She only opened the door a crack before the outsiders slipped inside immediately.

"I even disguised myself to avoid being caught on surveillance. It was suffocating," the person said while carelessly removing their hat as they walked into the room: "Qiao, what did you call me here for?"

Nathalie casually closed the door and followed them.

Valencia Jett had already taken off her hat, wig, and fake mustache and was lying down on the sofa.

Nathalie then noticed Valencia’s face was covered in dark foundation, making her look like a middle-aged man with dark skin.

She walked over, bent, and tossed a bottle of water from the table to Valencia.

Valencia caught it with a backhand and twisted off the cap: "Lately the outsiders have been watching me closely. Coming to find you like this is very dangerous for you."

She initially suggested to Nathalie that they talk directly over the phone call.

But Nathalie insisted she come over once.

Only then did Valencia fully gear up to leave the house and come to the hotel to find her.

"By the way, hasn’t the Royal Family of the Kingdom of Medirian gotten back to you?" Valencia knew that Nathalie had used the laboratory drugs as a condition to demand the Hidden Family release someone.

She thought Nathalie had called her to negotiate about this matter.

"They won’t agree to your request that easily."

Who knew the girl would sit on the sofa opposite, casually turning the water in her hand, suddenly raising her eyes to look at her: "I know. That’s why I called you here to ask how many people you have in the Kingdom of Medirian."

"What do you mean?" Valencia was originally about to look up and take a sip of water. Hearing this, she instinctively lowered her hand slowly.

She locked eyes with the girl.

Nathalie’s eyes were extremely dark, as if a beast about to awaken lay hidden within, ready to pounce at any moment.

Valencia immediately got a bold idea; her voice changed from the dryness in her throat: "You, you want to rescue directly?"

"I won’t stay in the Kingdom of Medirian for too long." Nathalie placed her leg on the tea table, half-closing her eyes as if drowsy, her gaze moving back to Valencia, saying: "Offering them conditions was only Plan A. If they don’t reply within two days, we still have a Plan B."

Valencia thought for a moment and knew what Plan B was, shocked beyond words: "Qiao, behind them is the Hidden Family. If you go in forcefully, leaving the Kingdom of Medirian might be another issue entirely. Besides..."

She forcibly swallowed her words back down.

Nathalie noticed she only said half of what she meant.

Besides?

"I don’t have much time, and Khendy Lordon can’t wait that long either. What’s more..."

Nathalie’s hair fell over her brow, her eyes deeper and colder, a touch of boldness emerging in her clear voice: "When did Maybelissa become so easy to bully?"

——Furthermore, when did Maybelissa become so easy to bully!

Valencia fell silent immediately.

After a brief moment of consideration, she looked up, seemingly having made some kind of decision: "Qiao, what do you plan to do?"

Damn, isn’t it just getting it done? If they’re going to do it, they’ll do something big!

Nathalie was wearing a long T-shirt today, the wide neckline exposing her cool white skin, her lips curled indifferently, quite casually: "Why not, blow up the Royal Family of the Kingdom of Medirian?"

Valencia thought Plan B was about how to infiltrate the Kingdom of Medirian’s Royal Family through means, or find a way to recruit internal assistance and locate Khendy Lordon.

Who knew Nathalie’s Plan B was this... straightforward and brutal!