Chapter 2528 Remember, I Want the Medicine in Her Hand!

Regina Isadora’s brow furrowed, just about to lose her temper.

Zevaney Kingsley held him back, smiling slightly and said, "Mr. Isadora, I also need to continue to complete the unfinished experimental project this afternoon. Let’s forget it this time, we’ll talk next time."

Regina Isadora could only suppress his anger, waving his hand, letting his granddaughter go up first.

Melda Isadora dashed back to her room.

*

In Melda Isadora’s room, she heard from a servant that Regina Isadora had instructed to clean out the best guest room in the house for Zevaney Kingsley to stay in, making her feel even more uncomfortable inside.

After returning to her room, she locked herself in and started pondering the information she had just inquired from the Royal Family.

The conditions proposed by that miracle doctor were very harsh, and the Kingdom of Medirian’s Royal Family were temporarily not planning to agree.

Melda Isadora asked what conditions the other party had proposed, but her uncle was unwilling to disclose.

She sorted through the information she had at present, and basically deduced a conclusion.

...Which was that the miracle doctor had something the Empress wanted!

And the other party did not intend to hand over this item easily, even wanting to negotiate terms with the Hidden Family!

Melda Isadora grew up in the Isadora Family, and like Regina Isadora, dreamed of taking the Isadora Family a step further, and having received elite education from a young age, she believed her abilities and tactics were second to none.

And ruthless enough!

She didn’t want to handle things like the Kingdom of Medirian’s Royal Family, hesitating and unable to make decisions for ages.

There’s no such indecision in her dictionary.

If matters couldn’t be resolved through mutual benefit, Melda Isadora preferred to crush them with power, to give those outsiders and families a lesson.

To let them know what it means to be crushed by might!

If the miracle doctor had a significant background, she might be wary, but the other party was merely an Eastern face!

Eastern people are the most weak-willed.

Melda Isadora didn’t regard the Eastern face at all, she dialed a phone call, expressionless and said, "Hello, help me deal with someone."

She reported the hotel room number where Nathalie Quinlan was staying, and also described Nathalie Quinlan’s age and appearance, then promptly hung up the phone, deleting the call records of this conversation.

Melda Isadora’s lips remained curled in disdain, as if a human life to her was nothing more than a few words she casually uttered, and she possessed the power to decide others’ life and death.

After she deleted the call records, she sent a text message to that number: [Remember, I want the drug she has.]

The implication was that the person could be handled cleanly, just make sure to snatch the item!

Having done all this, Melda Isadora at ease opened her wardrobe, starting to select the clothes she would wear for afternoon tea with her sisters.

She even began contemplating which new bag to bring along.

*

Outside, Zevaney Kingsley freed herself from Regina Isadora and was passing by Melda Isadora’s room. She glanced indifferently at Melda’s tightly closed door and proceeded straight to her own room.

The Isadora Family’s butler had given her a new room.

The new room was more spacious and bright than the previous one, with a large, soft white bed directly facing the floor-to-ceiling window, and the sunlight outside could easily spill onto the bed, looking just warm and comfortable.

Zevaney Kingsley, however, did not look at the furnishings of her new room, but walked over and checked her luggage.

The Isadora Family people were meticulous; her belongings were moved to the new room untouched, obviously not tampered with.

Zevaney Kingsley briefly checked, mainly to see if the experimental content of Lynette Kingsley copied on her laptop was not lost.