The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Nathan Garland looked at her in disbelief, instinctively wanting to deny: ”I...”

The girl interrupted him: ”I’m not a very patient person, and my temper isn’t good, so I advise you to not provoke me while I’m still talking to you nicely. Otherwise, when I no longer want to talk to you nicely, it will be too late for you to speak to me!”

Nathan Garland’s face changed color repeatedly, gritted his teeth, still wanting to resist one last time.

He was trying to figure out what to say.

Amadeus Yancey appeared at the girl’s side, glanced down at him, slightly curled his lips, and spoke to the girl: ”His mouth is so stubborn, maybe we should just kill him?”

The people from Yandor Sect always follow through with what they say!

Nathan Garland’s psychological defense finally collapsed.

He’s not truly noble or unafraid of death, otherwise, he wouldn’t have been willing to serve the Kingsleys Family for the benefits Zevaney Kingsley offered.

People like him, who pride themselves on their nobility, are actually most afraid of dying!

He could do despicable things for benefits without limits, and equally, he could betray others without a word to save his own life.

So Nathan Garland turned pale, immediately picked up the phone on the ground and made a call under the watchful eyes of the two, even skillfully arranging a meeting with the other party.

Now, his mind is solely focused on how to save his life, how to protect the Garland Family after the incident... as for the K Organization, it’s no longer within his consideration.

Why would they be so inefficient, failing to kill Nicholas Fuller, and even allowing Nathalie Quinlan to drive into him at the city center.

He dared not risk his life betting on whether Nathalie Quinlan would dare to kill him!

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”Boss, what did that fool say?” The burly man saw the yellow-haired man with his chicken nest hairstyle standing there dazed after answering a call, and approached with an unfriendly tone.

The yellow-haired man snapped back to reality, pocketed the phone, and began to walk back: ”He arranged to meet me.”

”?” The burly man sensed something was off, and followed: ”Didn’t he leave cursing not long ago? Why would he suddenly want to meet us now.”

”He must have been caught.” The yellow-haired man said nonchalantly.

The burly man paused, stopping in his tracks: ”Should we still go meet him?”

”Of course we should! Why not?” The yellow-haired man reached Williansen Barness’s side, looked at the badly beaten man who was barely conscious, nudged him with his toe, and turned to the burly man with arrogance on his face: ”Since the other side is coming to us, I want to meet her too.”

”After all, we failed this task. The K Organization has never failed before, this is a first. I also want to see who’s so capable, finding us so quickly!”

The burly man was silent for a few seconds, nodded, and focused his gaze on Williansen Barness: ”Then what do we do with this kid? Should we... finish him off?”

He made a throat-slitting gesture.

Blood oozed out from the corner of Williansen Barness’s mouth, his eyelids were swollen, and his handsome face looked somewhat gruesome.

He was still relatively clear-headed, at least able to barely hold himself from collapsing, naturally hearing everything the two said, but he remained unresponsive throughout, keeping his mouth shut as if leaving it all up to them, he wouldn’t reveal a single word.

The yellow-haired man noticed his reaction and surprisingly respected him a little, gesturing to stop the burly man: ”Forget it, this is Inderia, let’s not cause trouble.”

The burly man frowned, still hesitating, unwilling to spare Williansen Barness, after all, the failed task couldn’t be unrelated to his stubbornness...

The yellow-haired man added: ”He’s from The First Research Institute. We’ve already provoked The First Research Institute; do you want to make things even worse?”