"What's the hurry with Scooper Corporation?"
"The medicine primer has to be refined. If we refine it tonight, it won't be until tomorrow that we can treat Mr. Scooper's illness!"
Upon hearing about a hundred men, Chloe Martin's fox-like eyes immediately gleamed, and she lost all interest in the delicacies on the table. She hastily stood up and said, "Excuse me, I must go prepare the medicine primer. Please enjoy your meal!"
After her words fell, she withdrew swiftly, unable to wait any longer!
When only two people were left at the table...
Charlie Curtis's smile gradually cooled, "Mr. Smith, do you think she's reliable?"
The man who dominated Alabama couldn't be a fool, could he?
He simply never had the time to ask!
How could a hundred strong men be related to his son's lifeline?
But this was a hope after all, so he had to go through with it.
The lives of those hundred lowlifes were worthless anyway; if they died, so be it!
"Ms. Martin should be good enough!"
