The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 1784: What Will It Take for Ms. Quinlan to Return That Shipment to Me?

Chapter 1784: Chapter 1784: What Will It Take for Ms. Quinlan to Return That Shipment to Me?

Nathalie Quinlan walked unhurriedly.

All the way, she was still looking down, responding to messages.

Her composed demeanor seemed as if she were waiting for someone.

When she reached the roadside, a black Buick swiftly stopped in front of her.

The car door opened, but the person inside didn’t get out. A pair of sharp eyes stared at Nathalie’s face, creating a palpable sense of pressure in the air.

"Ms. Quinlan, I’m Riandy Heburn. Can we talk?"

The Heburn Family didn’t have a proper upbringing; their lives were lived on the edge, tempting fate.

Riandy Heburn naturally carried a kind of menace that ordinary people did not.

The aura around him could easily intimidate, at least those younger would always shrink away in fear upon seeing him, not daring to provoke him.

However, Riandy Heburn discovered that the girl in front of him was not at all intimidated, seemingly having an air of casual mockery.

At first, she didn’t respond to him.

Only after she leisurely finished responding on her phone did her gaze shift from the phone to him for a moment.

Then slowly stashing her phone in her pocket, she lifted the brim of her duckbill cap, revealing a pair of jet black, cold eyes filled with unfathomable chill, arrogant yet defiant.

With just one look, Riandy Heburn was stunned.

This girl...

Nathalie then pulled the brim of her cap down slightly, covering her eyes, speaking in a very blasé tone: "What does the master of the Heburn Family want to discuss with me?"

Riandy Heburn snapped out of his initial astonishment, unknowingly feeling his aura dwindle: "Ahem, I’ll get straight to the point then."

"What will it take for Ms. Quinlan to return that batch of goods to us?"

He didn’t even ask if it was Nathalie’s doing, he directly asked how she would return the goods, showing more confidence and conviction.

After all, had he not found out anything, would he dare come so confidently to reclaim the goods?

Riandy Heburn had been hustling on the streets for decades; in terms of ’how to negotiate advantageously’, no one had more expertise than him!

Who knew that as soon as he finished speaking, the girl standing on the roadside laughed with a delinquent air, and rebutted him: "You want that batch of goods?"

Riandy Heburn initially felt he was regaining control over the situation.

But with Nathalie’s counter-question, he felt the dynamic once again shift to her favor, feeling a sense of being suppressed.

Perhaps it was an illusion, he wasn’t sure.

Riandy Heburn was quite displeased with the sensation of being oppressed, his face cooled slightly, dropping pretense, he spoke bluntly: "That batch of goods is very important to me."

That is to say, he was determined to retrieve those goods.

Nathalie laughed, uttered a sound, raising her eyes to look at him, pupils cold and restless, arrogant: "...you’ll kneel and apologize at my grandfather’s bedside?"

Riandy Heburn’s face changed drastically, almost unable to control his inner fury, he issued a low warning: "Nathalie Quinlan! Don’t forget Caryn Zachmann is still in my hands."

With her blatant humiliation, isn’t she worried about Caryn...

Nathalie also looked at him, their gazes met, her eyes only showed indifference, devoid of any emotion: "Since you’ve investigated me, you should know my relationship with her isn’t good. You can handle Caryn Zachmann however you please, but as for sparing the Heburn Family..."

The girl paused for a second.

She tugged at the corner of her mouth, raising a wild and cold curve: "unless time reverses!"

Riandy Heburn had never seen anyone with such a strong aura; at this moment, the pressure exuded from Nathalie outpaced even that of Zevaney Kingsley.

If Zevaney’s dominance stemmed from her esteemed family background and talent,

Then what did this Nathalie rely on... what made her speak with such confidence?!