Preston lifted his gaze slightly.
Melanie had been the one to secure the exclusive partnership with Luminaria Aesthetic Institute. But the contract had been signed only a few days ago, and now they were backing out?
"Why?"
"According to Mr. Vellor, Veloria Beauty offered five times our price for an exclusive deal with the Hale Group. So, the Hale Group decided to break our contract rather than miss the opportunity Veloria Beauty presented."
Philip's explanation made Preston's brow furrow even deeper.
The office fell silent.
Preston was quiet for a long time.
"Philip, do you think the Hale Group's acne product line… is worth five times the price to Veloria Beauty?"
Philip thought for a moment before shaking his head.
"While the Hale Group's technology is solid this time, I don't think… it's worth a five-fold increase."
Preston nodded slightly at Philip's answer.
So why would Veloria Beauty, an established cosmetics company, suddenly make such a risky move?
As if reading the question hidden in Preston's dark, deep-set eyes, Philip spoke up.
"Veloria Beauty's parent company is the Carter Group in Xavorn. Their CEO, Elias, holds a prominent position in the global pharmaceutical community. He's the director of the IARC and a core member of the ICMRA."
Preston was silent, lost in thought. After a moment, a faint, almost imperceptible smile touched his lips.
It was an expression rarely seen on his face.
Philip was surprised, wondering what could have possibly made Mr. Whitmore so pleased.
"Philip, do you remember when I asked you to find out who Melanie's enemies were?"
"I do."
"You said at the time that Melanie had no enemies…"
Hearing Preston bring up the old topic, Philip grew tense.
"Mr. Whitmore, was there something wrong with my investigation?"
Preston rubbed his clasped hands together, the white silk gloves making a soft sound, but he didn't answer until after Philip had finished speaking.
There was nothing wrong with Philip's investigation.
However…
Preston's expression darkened, his gaze sharp as a blade.
Melanie had an enemy.
The Hale Group.
That evening, Evelyn sent a private message to Schrödinger's Pill on the forum.
Rosevale Heights.
The master bedroom.
Melanie logged into her account for the first time in a while and, as expected, found a private message from Evelyn.
She smiled wryly but didn't reply.
"I bet Evelyn will sleep soundly tonight."
With that, she yawned, flopped onto her bed, and fell fast asleep.
Evelyn didn't sleep a wink all night.
After sending the private message, she sat with her laptop, waiting. She waited until after midnight, but there was no reply.
Evelyn couldn't stay awake any longer and went to bed, but her sleep was restless. She woke up several times, startled, and each time she checked the forum to see if Schrödinger's Pill had replied.
The result…
Nothing.
Because Evelyn kept getting up, Lila, who slept beside her, also had a rough night. The next morning, she was cranky, refusing to get out of bed and throwing a tantrum.

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