Chapter 2514: Nathalie: Have Him Deliver Something for Me

Nathalie Quinlan had no idea who was looking for her, so she took off her duckbill cap and tossed it aside, speaking nonchalantly, "You guys can send it up."

Ten minutes later.

A knocking on the door sounded.

"Hello, guest, I’m the hotel room service staff."

Nathalie Quinlan closed her computer, stood up, pushed her chair out to open the door for her.

She opened the door and looked sideways, sure enough, a staff member in hotel uniform was standing at the door smiling at her.

"Hello, guest, this is your item."

She handed Nathalie a dark blue satin gift box and gave her a note: "That person left you a phone number, asking you to contact her."

"Thank you." Nathalie expressed her gratitude, then took the items and closed the door.

She returned to the single sofa placed by the floor-to-ceiling window, opened the box, and found inside a jewelry set with a ruby base.

Nathalie took out the necklace from inside, looked at it under the light, the ruby was clear in texture, appearing very valuable when illuminated by the light.

She herself was a designer at SEVEN, with a certain level of expertise in jewelry.

Nathalie immediately saw that the value of this jewelry set fluctuated around one or two hundred thousand, and for high-end jewelry, it wasn’t expensive, but for general jewelry, it was considered advanced, barely reaching the threshold of high-end jewelry, a ruby three-piece set.

Nathalie put the necklace back, then picked up the note given to her by the hotel staff, opened it and looked down. The note had a line of words written boldly: [Dr. Quinlan, sorry for disturbing you, please accept my small token.]

A string of numbers followed.

Immediately followed by another sentence.

[This is my phone number, please give me a call back.]

Nathalie quickly scanned the phone numbers listed above, her gaze fell on the signature at the end—Melda Isadora from the Isadora Family.

The Isadora Family?

Nathalie immediately understood why the other party would send a gift worth one or two hundred thousand and be so confident that she would be ’thrilled’ to call back.

Her expression remained unchanged as she tossed the note into the trash can, turned around and stood up, picked up her phone, and searched for someone’s WhatsApp account: "Is Felix available?"

Nathalie leaned lazily against the edge of the desk, her brows relaxed and aloof, very exquisite and outstanding, then she typed a new message with both hands.

"Ask him to help send something back for me."

*

At the Isadora Family.

Melda Isadora had just returned home from the hotel not long ago, sitting on the sofa tasting coffee, talking to the butler.

"Do you think that miraculous doctor has received my gift?"

She frequently glanced at the phone on the table.

The Isadora Family’s butler observed discreetly, and very elegantly bowed and responded to her, "Young lady, the doctor probably hasn’t seen the items yet. If she sees the gift you sent her, she will definitely reply to your message."

"Really?" Melda Isadora glanced at him uncertainly.

The butler bowed his head further, his tone full of pride, "The Isadora Family is a Hidden Family; anyone who has heard of the name of the Hidden Families wouldn’t fail to give a call."

"That’s true."

Melda Isadora withdrew her gaze, seemingly taking it for granted, no longer questioning.

She placed her coffee cup on the table, her face full of arrogance, as if the butler’s words had hit the nail on the head, she said lightly, "I personally don’t believe in Chinese Medicine, but she is the owner of those Small Pills, so for the sake of the family, I’ll have to win her over and see..."

Melda Isadora was speaking when.

Regina Isadora came back with Zevaney Kingsley.

The butler immediately went up to greet them, "Mr. Isadora, you are back."