Second Master Quayle really couldn't stand Anthony's weak appearance. He glanced at him and couldn't help but curse.
"That's true, but how could I bring such a big machine with me when I came to New York? Don't worry, I definitely won't leak the prescription for the divine medicine."
She didn't expect the person in front of her to be so good at avoiding the main point. Sharon frowned in disdain. This person really knew how to avoid the main point.
"Aren't you talking nonsense? Would Hath Pharmaceuticals give this medicine to someone else? To let other families have a chance to make a profit?" Sharon sneered.
Second Master Quayle looked at Anthony's dawdling expression and was about to rush up and punch him in the next second.
