Chapter 457


    Chapter 457


    [Name: Jane Tanner]


    [Age: 30]


    [Birthce: Zidonia]


    Irene had changed her name for work reasons, though she had every reason to hide her real name too.


    However, as there was not much other information, Isaac was left frowning. “Is this all you have?"


    "I''m afraid that''s all I''ve got on her," Mark admitted. "But I assure you, if you agree to this investment. I''ll


    personally travel to meet Dr. Tanner. If she has even the slightest conscience, I''m sure she''d agree to


    return to our country to continue her research."


    ‘Not interested.” Isaac refused him right away. "Debbie, get him out of here.”


    It was obvious that he did not want to waste his breath or time on a project he had no hopes for.


    Refusing to give up, Mark blurted right then, "Mr. Jefferson, what would Ms. Spencer do if she were still


    here?"


    Isaac''s face fell immediately and he leveled a dark look at Mark. His eyes seemed cid, but he was


    really just a fraction away from throwing a fit.


    Naturally, Mark regretted his own words right after he spoke-lrene was a sensitive topic around Isaac,


    and the mere mention of her would invoke his wrath.


    "Pretend I never said nothing,” he said, and hurried out of the office, wiping the sweat off his brow.


    He wanted to mention Irene because she was a doctor, so that Isaac would agree to his proposal for


    her sake.


    Instead, it was as if he had poked the ho''s nest.


    Be that as it may, Mark had no idea that Isaac had lost his inner peace because of what he said.


    He could not sleep that night, and medication did not work.


    He eventually ended up taking up to six pills, and he must have developed an immunity to it-he did not


    even start to feel drowsy.


    He simply grabbed a handful without knowing how many pills it was, and washed it down with water.


    He did not care even though it was going to hurt his health.


    As hey down again, he remembered what Mark said.


    If lrene were still here, would she really hope he invested in that project? She did have a messiah


    complex-that was why she chose to be a doctor. There was no question that she would want him to


    invest in that project. Picking up his phone, he called James. "Talk to Mark Wickers-tell him to put


    together a viable proposal and submit it tomorrow."


    "Yes, sir.” James said from the other end, and Isaac hung up.


    The drugs were not helping him sleep at all, so he turned to look outside the window.


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    The moonlight was gently sprinkling through the curtains and gently grazing his face.


    His chiseled face appeared even more defined and alluring under the glow, but the pain of his longing


    was clear in his eyes.


    After Mark got the call, he immediately did his research on the development of fully artificial arts and


    put together a decent proposal.


    He then traveled to Minerva, so that he had everything he needed to persuade Isaac with a single


    stroke.


    Since he was a pharmacist, he had a couple of associates who could help him arrange a meeting with


    Jane Tanner.


    At Mead Clinic, Irene was doing her research in ab.


    Although their goal was to develop a fully artificial heart, it was not literally fully artificial, with the heart


    being actually


    irreceable, and its structure and function of respective partsplex and atypical.


    As such, the objective was instead to develop parts that could take the ce of defective parts of a


    patient''s heart, so that they could treat any heart condition.


    At the moment, they were searching for a substitute for capiries that suffered blockages, just over


    two micrometers wide. Since it was otherwise invisible to a human eye unless viewed through


    microscopes, it was difficult to keep the flow within a channel so narrow, making any efforts to rece it


    difficult.


    However, they were not exactly clueless since they were using tree leaves as inspiration-the spider


    web-like structure of veins in leaves were just like capiries under the microscope.


    "How about dinner tonight?" Jeff Cartman said just then.


    He was born in Zidonia, but was raised and educated in Minerva, and had been working at Mead Clinic


    for six years. He had garnered much des in that time as well, but he and Irene still considered


    fellow countrymen, and were quite close although


    Irene was basically on good terms with everyone else.


    "Sure." Irene nodded.


    "Then, I''ll book a ce,” Jeff said with a grin.


    Later, when Irene arrived at the designated spot, Jeff was already there.


    However, Irene stopped at the doorway when she saw Mark sitting next to Jeff.