Amelia rubbed her forehead, looking slightly embarrassed about yet another blunder.
"I'll go after her! The Saintess of the Shadowspire Syndicate is a potential threat. We can't just let her escape!"
Without waiting for Daniel's response, she clutched her head and took off in the direction Camille had disappeared.
Daniel let out a long sigh, shaking his head.
He turned and made his way toward the cafe where he was scheduled to meet Willow.
Willow was a woman of both refinement and extravagance. One could tell just by observing her lifestyle.
The cafe was located in the heart of Qranross's bustling commercial district, yet somehow, it was empty.
"Mr. Ashcroft, you're finally here!"
Willow stood up gracefully, her voice carrying a light, amused tone.
'I got held up by something."
Daniel waved a hand dismissively as he took his seat.
"Ms. Keaton, was this all part of your plan?"
"Mr. Ashcroft, you flatter me. But let's be honest, the Ashcroft Group is walking a path I've already traveled.
"I trust you won't let this opportunity for cooperation slip away, will you?"
She lifted her coffee cup, taking a delicate sip.
There was a hint of satisfaction in her gaze.
Daniel shrugged and agreed to the proposal.
"The only thing I'm willing to offer you is the sales rights for the genetic serum!
"Of course, if you and your team somehow manage to crack the formula, I won't stop you."
Willow's lips curled into a knowing smile.
"Pleasure doing business with you, Mr. Ashcroft!"
Her voice was smooth, almost seductive.
"But let me make one thing clear: we can move forward with clinical trials.
"However, if you plan to sell the serum, you won't be able to avoid the issue of licensing."
A playful glint flashed in her eyes.
"If you entrust us with full distribution rights, then you won't need to worry about licensing at all."
Daniel shook his head.
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