Emmeline smiled wryly. “If only it were that easy. I can’t find that person at all. If I know where he is and ask him for the antidote, I’ll be willing to do anything for him. But where can I find him? That b*stard is nowhere to be found!”
The pastry chef said nothing.
Emmeline pressed her lips together. She took an ice pack from the freezer and went upstairs.
After seeing Emmeline disappear around the corner, the pastry chef went back to the kitchen.
He thought for a while and sent Adam a message. “Mr. Adam, I managed to find out something just now, but I don’t know if it’s important.”
Adam replied, “What is it? Tell me! I’m not in the mood to play games!”
“Mr. Abel is ill, but he needs an antidote instead of a doctor.”
“Okay. And then?”
“Ms. Louise was crying. She said ‘that person’ has the antidote, but she can’t find him.”
Adam grinned smugly. Yes, that’s true. I’m that man! But I can’t tell him.
Instead, he replied, “Is that all? Can’t you tell me the whole story in one message?”
“Oh, she called that person a b*stard.”
“…What else?”
“She said she’d do anything for the antidote. That’s all.”
Did Emmeline actually say that? If I give her the antidote, will she do anything I say? Adam thought. He twiddled the sparse hairs on his chin and grinned maliciously.
I guess this is my chance! But what would I make that woman do?
The first thing he wanted was to have her make out with him and satisfy his urges, but he knew that was a mere fantasy.
More importantly, he wanted funds from Ryker Group to acquire the Imperial Palace.
The Imperial Palace was a lavish establishment occupying a large area. He estimated the bids would go as high as 20 billion dollars.
He had about eight billion dollars in assets, which was far less than what was required.
20 billion dollars was only enough to acquire the place. He had to consider startup and maintenance costs as well.
All of that needed money, and he could not do it alone.
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