"Alright, alright. Let's put all those behind us and talk business, shall
we?" Matt stepped in to smooth things over. "Dustin, let's be profession
al here. I'm really interested in the company's rights. Here's a million–
dollar check. I'd like to buy an allocation for the rights."
"A million dollars? Do you take me for a
beggar? Dustin found it ridiculous.
"Hey! Are you saying that a million dollars is too little? Aren't you get
ting greedy?" Julie protested indignantly." Just because the Harmons' gav
e you a prescription formula, you think that you can flaunt your authorit
y? You only have authority because you are affiliated with the Harmons!"
"Dustin, let's cut to the chase. Name your price: how much will it take f
or you to give me the company rights?" Matt tried his best to stay calm.
"No amount of money will be
able to get you that. A person of your character is simply not qualified
to obtain the company rights for Immortunol Dustin flat–out rejected him.
"What? You're rejecting money?" Matt narrowed his eyes.
"Well, it depends on the source of the money. Yours come from unsolicited
sources, and I don't like that." Dustin turned his nose up at Matt's off
er.
"Dustin! You're going overboard!" Matt's expression clouded over. "I'm gi
ving way to you and letting go of past grudges, but you better not overst
ep your boundary and stand in the way of my money!"
"That's right! It's your honor that Matt is interested in having the comp
any rights for Immortunol! Don't be ungrateful and shameless!" Julie boas
ted arrogantly.
"Are you threatening me?" Dustin lifted a brow.
"That depends
on how you see it. It could be a piece of advice as much as
it could be a threat!" Matt said in a low voice.
"I don't care if it's advice or a threat. I stand by my words. No way in
hell are you getting the company rights!" Dustin said it plain and clear.
"Rhys! Are you really hellbent on crossing me?" Matt gritted his teeth; h
is gaze was as cold and poisonous as
a serpent's.
"So what if I cross you? Do you think I'd be afraid of you?" Dustin scoff
ed.
"Alright then, just you wait!" Matt
glowered at him before making his way out.
"Rhys! What good will it do to burn bridges? You're just lucky that you g
ot the prescription formula. Don't get all cocky thinking you're all that
. You're only making things difficult for yoursell by going against Matt!
You despicable person! All you do is rely on others! Just you wail, Rhys
! You're going to get it!" Julie was just about to leave after she ran he
r mouth berating Dustin, when several police officers came in.
"Are you Julie Amberson?" The leader asked.
"So what if I am?" Julie shot them a dirty look.
"We just received a report that you are in league with Morgan Finn and Ha
rvey Marcs for selling drugs in
private. We have concrete evidence. You'll need to come with us."
"Hey! What nonsense is that? When have I sold drugs in private?" Julie wa
s terrified.
"Still denying, are we? Harvey Marcs has just pointed you out as the mast
ermind!"
"N–
no way! That's not possible! How could Harvey point me out? You must be m
istaken!" Julie shook her head vigorously.
"Come with us, and we'll find out if we're mistaken. Bring her away!" The
leading officer could not be bothered to waste more time with her. He ga
ve the order to have Julie cuffed and brought away.
"I'm innocent! This is an injustice! Matt! Save me, Matt!" Julie was utte
rly flustered. She cried out desperately for help, but there was no one t
here to help her. Matt had hidden away the moment he sensed trouble. He w
asn't about to get himself involved. He
did not expect Mr. Marcs to push the blame on Julie.