As one of the Kingsleys Family elders, how does Hansel Kingsley secretly take action against the Zachmann Family and Stanley Zachmann?
No one would bla him for this.
Lynn Kingsley also talked about the Kingsleys Family’s black powder formula, rather than Stanley Zachmann almost losing his life in the car accident.
It shows that an ordinary person’s life is not worth ntioning in their eyes.
If Nathalie Quinlan insists that Hansel Kingsley give an explanation for Stanley Zachmann’s matter, it’s just nonsense without any effect.
"You can’t possibly have the Sixth Elder apologize to your father."
"Who told you I wanted him to apologize?" Nathalie Quinlan curled her lips, smiled a bit, but the smile didn’t reach her eyes. Her gaze was cold and restless, with a hint of mockery inside: "What good is his apology to , can I eat it?"
"Then..." Jas Lawrence didn’t understand her.
Nathalie Quinlan picked up her single shoulder bag from the chair and casually slung it over her shoulder: "I want one of his hands."
Jas Lawrence widened his eyes in shock, his tone quick and urgent: "The Kingsleys Family couldn’t possibly..."
He ant to say the Kingsleys Family couldn’t possibly agree to Nathalie Quinlan’s request.
But before he could finish, Nathalie Quinlan interrupted him: "Since everyone can’t co to an agreent, there’s no need to continue talking. You take care of your people, I’ll do my things, and we’ll go our separate ways!"
Jas Lawrence opened his mouth.
"I’ve already paid the bill." Nathalie Quinlan didn’t give him another opportunity, picked up her things and left decisively, leaving Jas Lawrence in the original spot, neither able to call her back nor let her go.
Watching the girl’s silhouette disappear, Jas Lawrence suddenly woke up, hurried back to report to Lynn Kingsley.
Nathalie Quinlan obviously doesn’t want to let it go.
But Hansel Kingsley is protected by the Kingsleys Family, if she plans to move against Hansel Kingsley, isn’t it just hitting a stone with an egg?
Jas Lawrence couldn’t bear to see this happen.
So he wanted to help Nathalie Quinlan, at least prevent her from making foolish decisions.
*
At the corner of the road, the girl hadn’t gone far.
She stopped under a Camphor Tree, took out her phone from her pocket, and looked up Emma Gabehart’s phone number.
Nathalie Quinlan’s phone had several hidden numbers.
Emma Gabehart’s was no exception.
Only a string of non-compliant numbers.
She dialed through anyway.
"Hey, boss, how do you have ti to call , isn’t the research institute keeping you busy?" Emma Gabehart was well-inford, primarily responsible for affairs in Inderia, and also knew Nicholas Fuller, so she was quite aware of Nathalie Quinlan’s situation.
She knew Nathalie Quinlan entered The First Research Institute and even exceptionally entered the Level 8 laboratory, hence assuming Nathalie was quite busy recently.
She hadn’t expected Nathalie Quinlan would have the ti to contact her.
"What’s up, did sothing happen?" Emma Gabehart’s personality had a woman’s subtlety, smartly sensing sothing was off, imdiately inquiring further.
Nathalie Quinlan ’Mm’-ed, without beating around the bush, succinctly: "How many people do we have in Inderia?"
"Boss, why do you ask? Planning a brawl?" Emma Gabehart didn’t imdiately catch on, chuckled, and swiftly answered seriously: "Considering the diamond big bosses in that line, there are quite a few, many are capable, each a tough nut."
"But if you’re activating that line, then people in Inderia will know you’re here, you won’t be able to hide your identity."
"These years, many have been watching us, just wanting to know who the diamond big boss really is."
Nathalie Quinlan, nonchalant, had unrestrained defiance and audacity between her brows, without an ounce of fear, calmly said: "I want one of Hansel Kingsley’s hands."
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