Chapter 32 The Hartman Family Seeks My Cooperation
“That’s good,” Cyril nodded in relief, exchanged a few more words with me, and then asked Ronald to take me
home.
I got into the car, and the moment I saw Ronald, I couldn’t help but recall the scene from that day when I had been drinking the herbal medicine.
Maybe I was still feeling awkward, or perhaps the effects of the alcohol hadn’t entirely worn off yet, but I suddenly blurted out, “You must have a great relationship with your girlfriend, right?”
Ronald paused and then gave me a brief glance. “Miss Wenmir, I don’t have a girlfriend.”
I blinked, completely taken aback. “No girlfriend? Then how did you deal with the scented candle situation?”
Only after saying it did I realize how intrusive the question was. This was clearly personal, and I was overstepping boundaries.
I was about to apologize and change the topic when I noticed Ronald looking just as confused as I was.
“What scented candle? Miss Wenmir, could you explain? I’m not sure what you mean.”
I froze. He didn’t know?
I studied his expression carefully. It seemed genuine, not at all like he was lying.
I took a deep breath as a startling thought crossed my mind. Could it be that the scented candle wasn’t actually anything aphrodisiacal?
Was Cyril never affected by any d**g at all?
Then why would he lie to me?! Why did he claim he’d been drugged too and propose to be each other’s
antidotes?
This question made my breathing quicken and my heart race. But I had no answers.
Somewhere in the back of my mind, an absurd idea began to form, but I instinctively avoided thinking down
that path.
All I could do was suppress these complicated emotions, though even breathing felt difficult.
Cyril… what exactly was he after?
If he was powerful enough to pull strings at Knightfall Group, why would he need me to cooperate?
Did he really need shares in the Hartman family?
I doubted it.
Between Cyril and me, who was using whom?
Once that thought appeared, I couldn’t calm down no matter how hard I tried.
Noticing my unease, Ronald spoke gently, “Miss Wenmir, there’s no need to worry. Even with Charles back, it’ll be fine. Mr. Hartman said he’d protect you.”
I nodded, choosing not to say anything further.
‘Forget it–whatever Cyril’s intentions may be, I just need to remain vigilant. For now, there’s no better partner
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than Cyril
With that thought, I felt somewhat reassured.
Ronald dropped me off at my building. I carefully entered my apartment without running into either Lorna or Cadell.
Once inside. I headed to my study and began working.
Throughout the years I had been with Cadell, I had never revealed my true identity, conducting all my work
online.
Thankfully, my deputy chairman had always been both loyal and capable, never letting me down. Entrusting him with these responsibilities meant I had nothing to worry about.
His name was Darian Lancelot. I had adopted him seven years ago from an orphanage. He wasn’t very talkative, but he had a strong talent for business and was one of my most reliable right–hand men.
In the past, every time we finished discussing work, Darian would hang up immediately without hesitation.
But this time, he didn’t.
I smiled and asked, “What’s wrong, Darian? Are you hoping I’ll give you a raise?”
Darian paused slightly before replying in a serious tone, “Aurora, you know I don’t need much money. I’m already happy that you took me in.”
I gave a wry smile. Darian was truly straightforward, not even willing to joke around with me.
“Alright then, so what’s up?” I asked.
Darian answered, “The Hartman family submitted a cooperation request today.”
Surprised, I raised an eyebrow. Who made this proposal–Charles or Cadell?
Darian was in charge of our medical business, primarily focused on pharmaceutical sales and research, and logically, he had no connection to the Hartman family.
So why would the Hartman family propose a partnership?
I couldn’t help but frown. “What did they say?”
Darian paused briefly before continuing, “They said the Hartman family has developed a special d**g that can control the nervous system. If applied in the medical field, it could bring us significant breakthroughs- possibly even curing some previously untreatable conditions.”
My breathing immediately grew rapid. I gripped the phone tightly, my knuckles turning white.
Darian went on, “They seem to know you’ve been searching for drugs related to the nervous system, so they made extremely demanding conditions. We must fully support Cadell as the heir, pay a billion in cash, and give them seventy percent of the future d**g revenue.”
I let out a bitter laugh, infuriated. “What, they’re asking us to work for them for free? Not only covering all the
raw material costs and taking all the risks but also handing over all the profits to them? And on top of that,
ensuring their heir’s position?“,
This was a completely unreasonable demand!
After hearing my words, Darian responded quietly, “Yes, that’s exactly what they’re asking.”
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I laughed, though my eyes were filled with a chilling coldness.
A d**g that controls the nervous system wasn’t something easily developed.
I was almost certain that my mother’s illness was directly connected to Cadell!
During the seven years I spent with Cadell, he knew how much I worried about my mother’s illness, yet he never once considered helping me solve the problem.
Anger made me tremble all over, and a truly terrifying thought crossed my mind.
Was my mother an experimental subject?
If my mother’s illness was really used as an experiment by Cadell, I would never let him go unpunished!
I remained silent for a long time, prompting Darian to tentatively ask, “Aurora, should we agree to this cooperation?”
I finally snapped out of it, my gaze icy. “We must cooperate, but I absolutely won’t accept their terms. Darian, make it clear to them that it’s the Hartman family who is seeking our cooperation now!”
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