Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 842
“To you, I’m just an ordinary cosmetic chemist. But have you ever thought about how hard we work to climb up to where we are?
“When all you young masters were out drinking and playing, we were still burning the midnight oil i n the laboratory. When you went out to play ball
and go fishing, we stayed at home hitting the books.”
Freya’s eyes could not help but redden as she spoke.
“Do you understand how desperate you made me when you shut me off back then? The incident with Thomas Neeson coincidentally happened at the same time as well, and I was egged on at the supermarket. I couldn’t find a job and couldn’t stay in the country, so I had to go overseas.
“As a newcomer, I was looked down upon overseas. I didn’t even go back to my apartment every day. Out of 365 days a year, I spent 350 days in the lab and fainted several times.
“There were two times I lay on the cold ground all night and woke up by myself to go to the hospital. I
have thought of giving up, but I wanted to fight back and regain my lost self-esteem.”
The more she thought about it, the sourer her heart felt, and her tears rolled down.
“Hey, don’t cry.”
Rodney felt a little guilty as he listened, and he became at a loss seeing her cry.
She made it seem as if he was really a scumbag.
“I’m sad and hurt, but you don’t even let me cry.” Freya’s tears fell down in large drops.
“I’ve thought it over. We can cooperate.”
Freya suddenly said, “The formula is 20 million dollars each. At the same time, I also want lo percent of Osher Corporation’s shares. Every year, Osher will have to invest 40 million dollars in developing new products. On top of that, I want to serve as the director of Osher’s R&D department.”
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