Chapter 597
"Ms. Wolfe took it to theb because she was afraid you''d be fooled. You didn''t appreciate it and even
criticized her?" Sabrina held Alondra, who was so angry that her chest heaved, "Ms. Wolfe, don''t care
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about this kind of person. She doesn''t know how to appreciate kindness.""
Sylvia indifferently looked at them, "The key to making RL 133 lies in lysimachiae, which ordinary
people cannot cultivate. I heard about those drugs you study, and what you are missing is lysimachiae."
"What ... did you say?" Alondra''s face turned pale. "Lysimachiae?"
She had never even heard of such a thing.
''What is lysimachiae?''
"Yeah, lysimachiae," Sylvia put away all the information she had just received on her phone about
Alondra''s life story which she asked Alby to investigate for her.
Alby was very efficient and sent her all the answers that Sylvia needed within minutes.
Alondra, a nationally renowned professor of surgery, had a private researchb that many investors
supported financially. She had been researching an anti-aging drug for some time now but hadn''t
achieved significant results yet.
Therefore, Alondra was extremely anxioustely and under immense pressure, since investors would
hold her responsible if they didn''t see any progress soon enough.
Alby also sent her a copy of the ingredients of the drug that Alondra had researched.
With just one nce, she could see theck of ingredients inside and Alondra''s distress.
"What the hell is lysimachiae? We''ve never heard of this thing, I only know of strychnine," Sabrina said
nonchntly at Sylvia, her tone aggressive and disdainful.
Those around were also confused.
"Lysiamchae isn''t something money can buy easily," Sylvia chuckled while exining further, "It''s
actually an herb shaped like coins."
She suddenly took a step in Alondra''s direction, and Alondra couldn''t help but take a step backwards.
After retreating, she snapped out of it. Why should she lose face against someone like Syliva, who only
in her early twenties? Why should she show fear?
But as soon as she raised her eyes, she met Sylvia''s dark eyes, with longshes covering them,
looking like a witch that confused people''s minds.
"I told you the form, you can make any medicine you want, you can even make RL 144 out of it."
Sylvia''s red lips were slightly curled, charming and seductive, and a hint of mockery shed across her
eyes, "Do whatever you want! I''ll wait."
Alondra stared at Sylvia incredulously, "You know the form for RL 133? How do you know about
lysimachiae, you''re making it up, aren''t you?
"Yeah, you took a fake drug out to fool us in order to harm the old Mr. Bet, and you didn''t let my
mentor take it to theb, and now you''re making up something that doesn''t exist!"
Sabrina also straightened her chest, for the first time she found herself, as Aettosa''s top socialite, being
dwarfed by Sylvia.
It was a feeling that made her feel very ufortable.
She disliked Sylvia very much, especially when she saw how polite Jonathan had been to Sylvia,
practically doing whatever she was told.
She hated Sylvia to the core.
Now ...
"Proof speaks louder than words. I heard that ... one pill of RL 133 was sold on Mr. Gracia''s auction.
How about having Mr. Graciae over to identify it?" Suddenly the hospital''s vice president said in a
low voice.
Immediately there was an uproar, "Mr. Gracia auctioned off one pill? Really?"
"How much did he sell it for?"
"How do you know that, Mr. Vice President?"
The vice president was a bit embarrassed - could he say that sometimes he went to auctions himself
and bought some trinkets there?
"Well... I just heard from someone else..."
Alondra, however, seems to have grabbed thest straw, "Sabrina, you immediately go and ask Mr.
Gracia toe over in my name. Make sure he makes that trip andes to the hospital as soon as
possible."
Sabrina nodded and turned to leave.
Sylvia thought they were really boring. She was so tired and she had to be here with such a group of
people to study whether her medicine was real or not?
It was beyond tedious!
"Mrs. Bet, you keep the medicine and remember to give the old Mr. Bet. I''ll leave now; just tell
me the identification resultter."
"Miss Andrews, you''re leaving so soon? Are you scared now or feeling guilty?" Alondra red at
Sylvia; she must hit Sylvia''s face hard today.
She must teach Sylvia a lesson and make thetter realize what a real expert meant!
She believed that Sylvia saved the old Mr. Bet by good luck.
And it was not because Sylvia was a real talent.
All day today, she was overshadowed by Sylvia, so she felt hatred and anger.
But in front of so many people, she couldn''t do anything to Sylvia.
"Why should I be afraid?" Sylvia raised an eyebrow, her eyes calm and indifferent.