Over the next few days, the Harmons began sending out invitations and bus
ied themselves with preparations for Hector's 50th birthday celebration.
As one of the Fabulous Five, the Harmons were a large family with lots of
connections, and the leader of the family, Hector, was widely revered. H
ence, when news got out that Hector was celebrating his birthday, it sent
almost half the city into an excited frenzy. Countless celebrities, weal
thy elites, and influential figures were eager to attend the event.
Bright and early in the Harmon estate five days later, the entire househo
ld bustled with activity. It was truly a grand affair, as not only was it
Hector's birthday celebration, but it was also the day that Tyler was co
ming for Natasha. The Harmons needed all the support they could get to pr
essure Tyler into backing off.
Back in her room, Natasha studied her face in the mirror, admiring how fa
ir and supple her skin was now. She was pleasantly surprised by how well
the wound healed. She had steered clear of mirrors for quite a while afte
r her face was wounded, as she dreaded seeing the state her face was in.
But now, there was absolutely no trace of the ghastly wound, and it did n
ot even leave behind a scar. In fact, her skin seemed to glow under Dusti
n's careful nursing. It was apparent that Dustin's ointment was not only
capable of healing wounds, but it also had beautifying effects.
"Who'd have thought that your ointment was so effective, Dear? There's no
t even the slightest hint of a scar!" Natasha caressed her face in awe.
"I told you that there wouldn't be a
scar, didn't I? Do you trust me now?" Dustin smiled.
"This is brilliant! Immortunol can restore a person's beauty, and this oi
ntment can heal wounds without leaving a scar. If we put both of them tog
ether, they'd be a hit!" A superb idea hit Natasha then and there, and he
r eyes lit up. "Can you produce this ointment in large volumes, Dear? Wit
h advertising done right, I'm certain this will be our next bestseller!"
"You've got such a sharp mind! But I'm afraid I'm going to have to let yo
u
down this time." Dustin shook his head with an amused smile. "The ingredi
ents used for this ointment are too precious. Some of them are worth thei
r weight in gold, so it'd be tough to manufacture them in bulk. I only ma
ke them for my own use."
"What a shame." Natasha was disappointed at the missed opportunity to hau
l in yet another fortune. As a self–
made businesswoman, it was almost instinctive for her to identify and
seize every opportunity to generate income and profit.
"Of course, if you think that it's got potential, I can change up the for
mula a bit," Dustin suggested. "I can swap out the rare herbs for other m
ore common ingredients, and it'll bring down the cost by
several folds. However, the effects will be affected
"How so? Will it still be
able to heal wounds without leaving scars and rejuvenate the skin?" Natas
ha probed.
"Of course, it will, but it'll take a longer
time for wounds to heal," Dustin answered.
"That wouldn't be a problem as long as it could
work." Natasha's eyes lit up again.
"Alright, I'll pass you the formula in a few days then." Dustin smiled.
"We've
got a deal! As usual, we'll split the profit in half!" Natasha beamed at
him. She was glad to have found yet another source of income, and
she was confident that as long as they advertised it well, this ointment
would generate no less income for them than the Immortunol had.
"Sis…" Just then, Ruth came in through the door. "Dad wants to meet you i
n the meeting room."
"Okay." Natasha nodded and was about to bring Dustin along with her.
"Sis, Dad said that he wants to meet you alone," Ruth said.
"Alone?" Natasha raised a brow.
"Maybe it's something private," Dustin said as he shot her a smile. "Run
along; I'll wait for you in the banquet hall."
"Okay. I'll be back soon." Natasha then quickly left with Ruth. Dustin st
retched lazily before he left for the banquet hall.