Chapter 2538: He Still Wants to Threaten Nathalie

His attitude was very unfriendly.

The members of the Kingdom of Medirian Royal Family looked grim, appearing as though they were ready to take action.

John glanced at the girl about to leave, suppressing his previous warm demeanor, and fixed a somewhat cold gaze on her: "Dr. Quinlan, you didn’t come to the Kingdom of Medirian alone, did you?"

Nathalie Quinlan picked up the single shoulder bag placed on the chair beside her, turned her head towards him upon hearing his words.

John saw her looking at him, his expression becoming increasingly relaxed and even carefree, as he picked up a disposable cup from the table to sip water, then said slowly: "You Easterners value family and friends above all. If you insist on opposing us, have you considered their safety?"

"Human life is very short; sometimes it’s like a fleeting flower, and a small accident can end a life."

He thoroughly enjoyed this cat-and-mouse sensation, smiling lightly at the two angry individuals: "All I want is the laboratory drug in your possession. As long as you cooperate with me, no ’accidents’ will occur around you..."

Nathalie Quinlan casually slung the single shoulder bag over her left shoulder, facing him with a rather surprised expression: "So you’re saying that if I don’t cooperate, you’ll go after my family and friends?"

John slightly raised his hand, giving a sarcastic laugh: "That depends on how Dr. Quinlan chooses to interpret it."

"Understood."

Nathalie responded quite quickly.

Her reaction took John by surprise; he expected the other party to become angry upon hearing this, then quickly calm down to seek a compromise or beg for mercy.

Yet Nathalie appeared remarkably calm, even somewhat... at ease!

John was momentarily stunned.

What was she so relaxed about?

Just then, his phone on the table rang.

John furrowed his brows, picked up the phone, and looked down to see it was a call from Regina Isadora.

Why would Regina Isadora call him at this time?

John figured Regina Isadora had urgent matters for him.

He glanced at the girl, quickly answered: "Hello, Mr. Isadora."

...

Isadora Family.

Regina Isadora’s eyes were red and bloodshot at this moment, and the living room of the house was in disarray. The household’s retainers stood in the living room, not daring to speak.

He placed all his hopes on the Royal Family.

"Melda is missing."

"What?"

Regina Isadora closed his eyes tightly, forcing himself to calm down as he recounted the events leading up to this, then said in a deep voice: "Since then, I haven’t been able to reach her; her phone is also turned off."

"Why didn’t you go to the hotel to find her?"

Much to be expected, Regina Isadora anticipated the question, his eyelids twitched: "I immediately sent people to look, but the other party wouldn’t see me; they sent down a box to me instead."

"When I opened the box, inside was a hand."

Regina Isadora couldn’t possibly describe the shock he felt upon opening the box in the car and seeing the bloody scene.

In his several decades of life, it was the first time someone had provoked him so brazenly!

His voice extremely low: "Now I just want to ask if you’ve seen that Dr. Quinlan? Who exactly is she?"

John quickly glanced at the girl’s cold profile, looked down, and in a low voice said rapidly: "I just met her, haven’t learned everything yet."

Regina Isadora didn’t waste words, directly demanded: "Alright, leave her with me! I want to see what they’re up to!"

"Mr. Isadora..." John raised his voice; he had other reasons for seeking out Nathalie Quinlan, not wanting things to fall apart so abruptly.

However, Regina Isadora had eyes only for the Isadora Family’s dignity and Melda Isadora’s safety, he spoke concisely: "It’s decided! I’ll take responsibility for all consequences."