Blizzard First Love and a Wife Who Finally Snaps novel Chapter 415

“Alright, as long as it makes you happy.”

Adrian’s dark eyes held a smile. “I’m not trying to bother you. I just wanted to use this drive to talk about a partnership.”

Isabel said, “I don’t work with investors.”

“But your research needs funding, doesn’t it?” When Adrian talked business, he was calm and unhurried. With his years of experience and sharp mind, his negotiation skills were far more compelling than his illogical arguments and shameless pestering.

“I know Richard is funding you, but your best friend is, after all, a foreigner. She can’t really use her immense wealth to back you indefinitely. You’ll have to give her something in return, and besides, that money is still Richard’s.”

“As a businessman, Richard has a certain amount of influence abroad. Word of your X-1 has already gotten out. You say it’s for the public good, but once the drug hits the market, can you really monitor it to ensure it isn't just sold to the highest bidder?”

These were all things Isabel had considered.

Evelyn Caldwell was trustworthy, and her relationship with Richard was solid.

But she knew the simple truth of not putting all her eggs in one basket.

That’s why Julian was also an investor.

Kate Caldwell and old Mr. Foster didn’t have any conflicts, but they weren’t working in lockstep, either.

Westbridge was under old Mr. Foster’s watch.

Kate, on the other hand, was basically required to inspect facilities everywhere.

But the country was vast, and there were always blind spots.

The work she wanted to do required an enormous amount of capital.

And beyond that, connections.

A nationwide network of connections.

Only Adrian could provide that.

“What’s your angle?”

Isabel looked away and started the car, pulling away from the estate. “This subservient act of yours,” she said coolly, “is even more repulsive to me.”

“You’re right.” Adrian fastened his seatbelt. The car was a bit cramped for him, and filled with her things. He adjusted himself slightly, leaning back against the seat without touching any of her belongings. “When a person is subservient, without their own career, dreams, or goals to strive for, or when they leave a field where they can truly shine, they lose their charm. All they have left is a pretty face.”

His words sounded like a pointed remark aimed at her.

Isabel gripped the steering wheel tighter. “I do have deep regrets.”

“Mm,” Adrian said. “I regret it for you, too. If you had stayed in the lab, you would have accomplished much more than just the X-1 by now.”

Isabel was rendered speechless.

She couldn’t figure out what he was trying to do.

So she decided to stop talking altogether.

And Adrian, who had always been a man of cold indifference and few words, suddenly became the talkative one.