Larissa Judson and Haskell Palmer novel Chapter 263

Zendar agreed without a second thought. “Done. That’s hardly a request. If it weren’t for your help, Larissa, the Schwartz family’s cultivation base wouldn’t even be running so smoothly.”

Luther leaned forward eagerly. “What about me? Is there anything I can do to help?”

“I was hoping you could serve as a medical consultant at Judson Pharmaceuticals for one year,” Larissa said. “It would be a great opportunity for my father and his team to learn more about top-tier medical science.”

Luther nodded. “Consider it done.”

Finally, she turned to Kimberly.

“Kimberly, if possible, I’d like to ask that the patent rights for your next new drug be sold to Judson Pharmaceuticals after my father takes over.”

Kimberly nodded. “I can agree to that. But there’s no guarantee I’ll successfully develop a new breakthrough drug. It could take three years, five, maybe even a decade.”

“That’s fine,” Larissa said.

With the help of Zendar, Luther, and Kimberly, she was confident that under her father’s management, Judson Pharmaceuticals would achieve a major breakthrough. Paxton would never get his hands on it again.

…

At seven o’clock, the engagement ceremony officially began.

Zoltan, accompanied by Thatch and Draven, slowly walked onto the beautifully decorated stage to give the opening remarks.

“Good evening, everyone. Tonight is the engagement party for my grandson, Haskell, and the lovely Ms. Larissa of the Judson family. I sincerely thank you all for being here to celebrate with us and for your blessings.”

Zoltan’s speech was brief. He then passed the microphone to Thatch.

Down below, at the Palmer family’s designated table, Tobias glanced at the impassive Trevor across from him before turning to his own son.

“Solomon,” he said, “your grandfather will officially announce the heir to the Palmer family before the end of the year.”

Solomon scowled. “He’s still dragging it out for another three months? It seems Grandpa is still holding out hope for Haskell’s legs to recover.”

“Indeed,” Tobias said noncommittally. “You have three months to win his approval. Otherwise, your chance to become the Palmer family heir will be gone for good.”

Solomon nodded, his eyes filled with determination. “I know, Dad.”

Across the table, Fraser let out a soft laugh. “Solomon, if the incident with Garrick and the performance of the Judson family’s true heiress tonight are any indication, Haskell’s woman is not going to be a pushover. She’ll be a great asset to him. I hear she has medical skills. It’s not impossible that she could heal his legs.”