Chapter 2544: Threatening Nathalie with Khendy Lordon

"I went looking, but I really didn’t find Mr. Lordon!"

"Then you essentially wasted my millions?" Valencia Jett scoffed.

The person tried hard to prove his worth, wracking his brain for something to say: "Before I snuck out, I seemed to hear they were going to transfer an important person to... Freedom Square for a hanging execution."

The Kingdom of Medirian is a country with a long-standing history.

To this day, they still maintain some penalties that sound unbelievable, and they might also conduct public executions.

However, considering the international image, the Royal Family rarely uses such powers.

These punishments are mostly retained on the surface, and very few people are actually publicly executed.

Upon hearing this, Valencia’s face changed, she put down her foot, and with a deeply serious face, grabbed his shoulder: "Where is this Freedom Square you’re talking about?"

Under her painful grip, the person’s shoulder bone started cracking, causing his expression to twist in pain as he gritted his teeth: "It’s not far from the city center."

Valencia saw his unbearable pain, released her grip, and ordered him expressionlessly: "Send me the address!"

He took out his phone and quickly found the location on the map to share with her.

Valencia received the location, realizing it was not far from the negotiation place Nathalie talked to her about, and her ominous feeling grew stronger.

Trying to remain calm, she hurriedly sent the location to the girl while telling her the message she had just received.

Khendy Lordon had been proud all his life, and what he could not accept was his crippled legs.

If Khendy Lordon were publicly executed, for someone like him, it would undoubtedly be worse than death.

Valencia’s eyes turned red, she cursed ’damn it,’ and slammed her fist on the steering wheel, wishing she could rush to that square.

However, Nathalie had instructed her, no matter what, to stay outside and keep an eye on things.

Even though she wanted to save someone, all she could do was worry, and she could only pin all her hopes on Nathalie.

*

At eight minutes in, Nathalie received the location and Khendy Lordon’s latest update from Valencia.

She finished reading expressionlessly, tapped her phone screen to reply to Valencia, and then put the phone back on the table.

Sadam Vinson noticed her unusual behavior and immediately whispered to her, "Nathalie, did something happen? You don’t look well."

"It’s nothing." Nathalie simply put her phone away, not making any other moves, her eyes vaguely tinged with a faint blood-red.

Meanwhile, John also received the latest updates from the Hidden Family, which eased his nerves, allowing him to return to the negotiation table.

"Dr. Quinlan, we can resume our discussions now."

Nathalie noticed his undisguised smugness in the corner of his eyes and raised her lips slightly, speaking abrasively and directly: "You claim to be the Hidden Family yet use an ordinary person’s dignity to threaten me while feeling proud. So, is this your Hidden Family’s way of handling things?"

John and the Kingdom of Medirian’s bodyguards behind him all changed their expressions.

Her words were equivalent to tearing away the facade, leaving no face, directly confronting the so-called noble Hidden Family!

John, who had faintly smiled moments ago, lost his smile, his ears burning, yet he maintained a composed face saying: "In extraordinary times, extraordinary measures."

"Dr. Quinlan is an adult; adults understand our approach, children argue for dignity, while adults care solely about the results."