Chapter 363


    Before my eyes stood VitalAxis Pharmaceuticals, a titan dwarfing the quaint Elixir Pharma Limited.


    Jan''s shock was almost palpable.


    My father said to him, "VitalAxis boasts the most advanced tech teams, state-of-the-art manufacturing


    equipment, and an unrivaled saleswork. These ''big three'' are the pirs of VitalAxis'' strength."


    "And what''s holding Mr. Richardson back?" Jan asked, his voice betraying his lingering doubts.


    Dad just chuckled, "Honestly, I wouldn''t want the man to rush his decision."


    With that, he strode ahead into the building.


    We reached Mr. Richardson''s office, but he wasn’t there. Dad, unfazed, suggested, "He''s surely in the


    He gestured to Jan before taking in the office''s surroundings. Opulent yet essential, every article


    seemed handpicked to reflect the pharmaceutical ethos. As I was surveying the room, the door swung


    open and in came Bet Richardson, hisb coat a testament to my father''s guess. He had been in


    theb.


    Upon seeing us, he took off the coat and came over with a cultured smile, "Mr. Wilburn, sorry to keep


    you waiting!"


    "Timing couldn''t be better," my father responded, staying seated.


    Bet approached, and Jan immediately stood up, extending his hand, "Mr. Richardson, it’s a


    pleasure to meet you!"


    Dad quickly introduced, "Mr. Richardson, this is my son-inw, Jan Dawson, the current helmsman


    for Medsafe Liyah Inc. in Goldenvale Town."


    Bet gave Jan a cursory nce, shook his hand with a nonchnt ''hmm'', and then remarked,


    "We''ve met before. At Goldenvale Town''s celebration g, invited by Mayor Arlen!"


    Jan, slightly embarrassed, quickly agreed, "Indeed, Mr. Richardson, what a memory!"


    Bet looked back at my father and said, "But to speak frankly, Mr. Wilburn, Medsafe Liyah Inc.


    doesn''t quite... pique my interest."


    This statement hit like a thunderp, leaving Jan visibly nervous, though his smile didn''t waver, his


    I sat across from them, scrutinizing the two men. One wasposed andmanding, the other


    cautious and ambitious. One exuded an air of confident strategy, the other brimmed with bold


    aspirations. One seemed a stranger in appearance yet familiar in essence. The other was well-known


    in face but enigmatic at heart.


    The disparity in their presence was clear as day, a testament to the fine line between sess and


    failure.


    My observations were detached, beyond the influence of emotion, as if I were an outsider.


    If only Jan had remained the caring and protective man he portrayed himself to be, I would have


    dly been the moth to his me, content to spend my lifetime with him and our children.


    s, he was but a demon masquerading as an angel. No, not even a demon—that would be too grand


    a title. He was merely a malevolent spirit, deluded in his defiance against the light, destined for


    inevitable ruin.


    The p wasn''t just to his face; it was to mine as well.


    A wave of sadness washed over me, a path of love fraught with hardship. Despite my discontent, my


    choice in partner had been misguided, offering no upliftment.


    Dad, caught off-guard by Mr. Richardson''s blunt remark, chuckled awkwardly, "That''s understandable.


    After all, Medsafe Liyah Inc. isn''t quite on your starting line."


    "No... Mr. Wilburn, you tter me—and you''re too modest. Myck of interest in Medsafe Liyah Inc. isn''t


    about thepany—it''s about the people," Bet dered, dealing Jan a second blow.


    Jan''s face flushed. But then Bet offered a lifeline, "However, Medsafe Liyah Inc. is fortunate to


    be aboard the Wilson Group''s mighty ship."


    This gave Jan a chance to respond, "Indeed! It''s an honor for me!"


    Bet fixed Jan with a piercing stare before his lips curled into a smirk, radiating a sense of yful


    contempt. I didn''t know this Mr. Richardson well, but that smirk? It was one I recognized all too well, a


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    sign of his yful contempt.


    "Let me be frank, Mr. Dawson, this isn''t about your honor. It''s about seizing an opportune moment. A


    convergence of luck. Just as the Wilson Group was venturing into medical equipment projects, they


    turned their attention to Goldenvale Town. Plus, with the local business council behind you, everything


    fell into ce. To leverage that, Mr. Dawson, does show a certain foresight."


    I couldn''t help but snort inwardly. Bet sure had a way with words—was he praising Jan or me?


    This was a perfect example of how to give a backhandedpliment.