Classic Novel
Chapter 363
Chapter 363
Before my eyes stood VitalAxis Pharmaceuticals, a titan dwarfing the quaint Elixir Pharma Limited.
Jaylan's shock was almost palpable.
My father said to him, "VitalAxis boasts the most advanced tech teams, state-of-the-art manufacturing Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.
equipment, and an unrivaled sales network. These 'big three' are the pillars of VitalAxis' strength."
"And what's holding Mr. Richardson back?" Jaylan 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
lab. Let's take a seat while we wait!"
He gestured to Jaylan 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 Bennett Richardson, his lab coat a testament to my father's guess. He had been in
the lab.
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.
Bennett approached, and Jaylan immediately stood up, extending his hand, "Mr. Richardson, it’s a
pleasure to meet you!"
Dad quickly introduced, "Mr. Richardson, this is my son-in-law, Jaylan Dawson, the current helmsman
for Medsafe Liyah Inc. in Goldenvale Town."
Bennett gave Jaylan a cursory glance, shook his hand with a nonchalant 'hmm', and then remarked,
"We've met before. At Goldenvale Town's celebration gala, invited by Mayor Arlen!"
Jaylan, slightly embarrassed, quickly agreed, "Indeed, Mr. Richardson, what a memory!"
Bennett 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 thunderclap, leaving Jaylan visibly nervous, though his smile didn't waver, his
complexion did pale.
I sat across from them, scrutinizing the two men. One was composed and commanding, 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 success and
failure.
My observations were detached, beyond the influence of emotion, as if I were an outsider.
If only Jaylan had remained the caring and protective man he portrayed himself to be, I would have
gladly been the moth to his flame, content to spend my lifetime with him and our children.
Alas, 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 slap 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 flatter me—and you're too modest. My lack of interest in Medsafe Liyah Inc. isn't
about the company—it's about the people," Bennett declared, dealing Jaylan a second blow.
Jaylan's face flushed. But then Bennett offered a lifeline, "However, Medsafe Liyah Inc. is fortunate to
be aboard the Wilson Group's mighty ship."
This gave Jaylan a chance to respond, "Indeed! It's an honor for me!"
Bennett fixed Jaylan with a piercing stare before his lips curled into a smirk, radiating a sense of playful
contempt. I didn't know this Mr. Richardson well, but that smirk? It was one I recognized all too well, a
sign of his playful 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 place. To leverage that, Mr. Dawson, does show a certain foresight."
I couldn't help but snort inwardly. Bennett sure had a way with words—was he praising Jaylan or me?
This was a perfect example of how to give a backhanded compliment.