Chapter 98: Robbing a Bank is Not as Fast as Robbing You_1

Nathalie Quinlan's injury seemed to cause very little commotion; she had just returned from the hospital when she received a call from Lowie Wilmar.

"Hello." Nathalie had just changed into fresh clothes and hastily taken a shower; her hair was still dripping wet over her shoulders. She had reapplied a splint to her right hand, making many tasks less convenient than before.

So, she simply turned on the speakerphone and placed her phone aside, while opening her laptop.

Wanting to check if there was any news about rare materials from the Red Alliance.

"You hurt your hand? Who did this? Was it those people from the Quinlan family again? Damn it, that bunch of idiots never quits, do they? Relying on the fact that you've lived with their family for years, they're pushing their luck, aren't they!"

The background noise on the phone was loud, indicating that he was outside; Lowie's voice was filled with anger.