Chapter 2541: Regina Isadora Is Still Dreaming—Did She Run Away?

The Kingdom of Medirian almost plunged into a sea of flames.

Two consecutive explosions turned the interior into chaos, and although evacuation efforts were immediately organized, the process did not go smoothly.

Most people were in extreme panic, unable to calm down and follow arrangements to leave one by one.

"What’s going on outside?"

In the most luxurious room of the royal family, a voice from behind the curtains spoke quietly.

Her shadow had just returned from outside and immediately answered reverently, "Your Majesty the Empress, we must leave here at once."

"I asked you what’s going on outside?" The voice behind the curtains was calm and powerful, exuding a natural authority.

The shadow’s face looked grim, speaking softly, "Someone has bombed the Kingdom of Medirian. According to the information I received, someone smuggled a batch of weapons to the Medirian dock, which may include weapons of mass destruction."

After he finished speaking, there was a moment of silence from the person behind the curtains.

The shadow couldn’t hold on, kneeling on one knee with his head down in surrender: "Your Majesty, it was a dereliction of duty on my part. I am willing to accept any punishment. But it’s too dangerous here; I implore you to leave with me first."

"...Do you know that the Hidden Family only has those who stand and die, not those who flee?" The voice behind the curtains was particularly deep.

The shadow buried his head in the ground, his forehead hitting the floor heavily, producing a loud sound: "I beg Mr. Isadora to leave here!"

"Heh heh."

The person behind the curtains remained silent for a full three minutes before sneering coldly, perhaps mocking, perhaps with a grit of hatred.

"These damned rats!"

Sooner or later, she will clean up this filthy bloodline!

She should have done it all 20 years ago; it was her negligence that led to today’s outcome.

"Please, Empress, leave here with me." The shadow maintained his kneeling pose on the ground, unmoving, but his voice was much louder, revealing a hint of urgency.

The person behind the curtains was silent for several seconds, seemingly angry, but also appearing to have compromised.

"Go make the arrangements."

The shadow raised his head in ecstatic relief, immediately suppressing all emotions beneath a stoic mask, stood up steadily, and said, "Yes."

He hadn’t been out long when the person behind the curtains called for someone else to enter.

The newcomer was evidently more afraid than respectful of her, keeping his head bowed with his shoulders trembling.

"Mr. Isadora."

Behind the curtains, the aged and dignified voice instructed her calmly: "Arrange to have Khendy Lordon hung in the square of Medirian!"

The dignity of the Hidden Family does not allow for such provocation.

She knows what the other side wants.

So she will show them that brute force is futile.

*

Meanwhile, in the Isadora Family’s car.

The driver received a phone call and handed the phone to Regina Isadora seated in the back: "Mr. Isadora, your call."

Regina Isadora felt the impact of two explosions while on the road, but he hadn’t received any news from his side, so he was still hurrying toward the city center.

When Regina Isadora saw that it was John calling.

He furrowed his brows, thinking that someone had escaped, and answered rather annoyed: "Hello, is she still there?"

Little did he know that things weren’t the way he thought.

"She? You mean Qiao?"

Regina Isadora’s mind was filled with concerns about Melda Isadora’s safety, he tightened his brows and spoke bluntly: "Of course I mean her, did she run?"

They dared to touch his granddaughter, and Regina Isadora now wished to tear the culprit to shreds, naturally not hoping that before he caught anyone, they’d already escaped.