The Enigmatic Return (Neera and Jean) novel Chapter 1367

Neera grimaced, her usually gentle face tense.

After a silence that lasted for about ten seconds, her lips parted slightly and she asked in a cool voice, “Where are you?”

Nicole laughed mockingly. “Tsk, tsk. As expected of the miracle doctor Nancy. She will agree to any terms to save a life. Now that I think about it, maybe I set the terms a bit too easy.”

“Nicole, I don't have the time, nor the inclination to waste it on you.” Neera's tone was laced with a heavy dose of impatience.

Nicole's brows furrowed slightly as she was quite dissatisfied with that attitude.

However, when she thought about how Neera would soon apologize to her obsequiously and publicly, satisfaction surged in her heart.

“All right, I can tell you're a straightforward person, so I won't beat around the bush. No. 3 Silverlake Road. I'll be waiting for you here. Just come.” Nicole added another sentence, “Remember, you're not allowed to bring anyone. You must come alone.”

Neera's expression slightly faltered.

Nicole narrowed her beautiful eyes, calmly saying, “Don't think I'm unaware you have an expert by your side. If I find out that you didn't come alone, I will immediately destroy the heart you want, leaving you with nothing. Neera, if you don't want to see your patient incurable, then behave yourself. Don't try to play tricks on me, understand?”

After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone.

Neera held her phone tightly, her expression gradually turning as cold as frost.

“Was it Nicole?” Jean's brows furrowed deeply as he asked in a low voice, “What does she want?”

Neera saw through his anxiety at a glance and suddenly felt a bit guilty.

If she had been a bit nicer the last time she met Nicole, perhaps things wouldn't have turned out that way.

In the end, she had overestimated Nicole's character. She never thought the latter would make light of such life-threatening matters.

Now is not the time to think about all these messy things. She pursed her lips, saying, “Jean, I've run into a bit of trouble. The heart may arrive a bit later. Don't worry. Can you wait for me here?”

Jean suddenly figured it out. “Did Nicole take the heart? She's from the Meyer family, right?”

Neera nodded slightly, her eyes half-lowered, as she took hold of his hand. “Perhaps I crossed a line before and upset her. Now she holds the heart in her hands. I need to go see her.”

Jean knew things weren't that simple, furrowing his brows, he asked, “What conditions did she propose?”

Neera would definitely not be able to say it.

If she were to speak up, Jean would surely get angry.

If he were to handle that matter, it wouldn't be impossible. However, it was uncertain what kind of twists and turns the process might entail.

Since the heart was in Nicole's hands, Neera didn't dare to take that risk.

Besides, Jean was utterly concerned about his father at that moment. As such, she didn't want to cause him any more worries.

“You don't need to worry about the conditions. I can handle this matter. Jean, trust me, I will return as soon as possible, safe and sound, with the heart in hand,” assured Neera.

Despite her words, Jean wasn't reassured. “Wherever it is, I'll go with you.”

Neera shook her head. “You can't go. Nicole requested that only I should go.”

Watching him scowling, she gently stroked his cheek, her eyes filled with soothing intent. “Don't worry, all Nicole wants is an apology from me. I'm not trying to act tough. I really can handle it. This is about Mr. Frederic's heart transplant. I can't delay it any further, nor do I want any unexpected incidents. Thus, it's best if I go alone. Trust me, okay?”

Jean's lips were tightly pursed, his whole body rigid, every line of him taut as if enduring something.

After a moment, he finally relented, “All right, I won't go. However, you can't be alone. I'll have someone accompany you.”

Just as Neera was about to refuse, Jean interrupted decisively, “Consider it a covert protection. No one will notice.”

After some thought, Neera felt that was a good idea and agreed.

Before long, Neera set off for her destination, driving alone.

Behind her car, there was another one following at a leisurely pace, maintaining a certain distance. Inside it were people sent by Jean, constantly keeping an eye on her movements.

Half an hour later, Neera's car stopped at No. 3 Silverlake Road.

It was a small villa district, and No. 3 was Nicole's private villa. It was not large, but the environment was quite pleasant.

As soon as Neera departed from the car, she saw two men waiting for her at the entrance, one on the left and the other on the right.

“Where is Nicole?” she asked.

The two men wore stern expressions. They first studied her, then pointed inside rather rudely. “Go in. Ms. Meyer is waiting for you in the living room.”

Upon entering the living room, Neera immediately spotted Nicole, who was lounging comfortably on the couch.

Her gaze lingered on Nicole for a moment, then she looked around.

In that living room, apart from the two men who followed her in, there were two other men standing not far behind the couch.

It seemed that those people were all bodyguards of Nicole.

The corners of her mouth twitched slightly as she turned to look at Nicole once again. With an expressionless face, she spoke. “Ms. Meyer, you've put on quite a show. Are you trying to intimidate me?”

Nicole laughed. “Intimidate you? Do you think I need to go to such great lengths for that?”

“Isn't that so?” Neera leisurely took two steps forward. “You've gone to great lengths to summon me here, even stationing all these people here. Isn't it just because you're afraid you can't control me?”

As she spoke, a glint flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly asked, “I'm quite curious. Does Mr. Meyer know about the heart matter?”

Nicole was unfazed. “Whether he knows or not, what does it matter? Neera, don't think you can use my grandfather to pressure me. Even if the king of the heavens himself came down, it wouldn't work.”