"If you don't have one, I can arrange a space for you here," Tandy offered, taking her silence as a no.
"It's not that I don't have access to one. Would a private lab work?"
She could just use Owen's facilities.
If she utilized a lab there, the finished Bone-Connecting Glaze could be contracted directly to hospitals, with Owen managing the manufacturing.
It was the perfect opportunity to boost Luminate's profits—exactly what a technical shareholder should be doing.
"A private lab is fine, but standard corporate labs usually lack strict security protocols..."
Tandy wasn't sure if Claire understood corporate espionage, but if her formula leaked, all her hard work would go down the drain.
Having research stolen wasn't just a massive financial loss; it destroyed reputations.
"Don't worry, security is ironclad."
Claire highly doubted anyone had managed to plant a spy inside Luminate yet.
The brand was just starting to gain real traction in the market.
Competitors might try to poach staff, but setting up corporate espionage took time they hadn't had.
Besides, Luminate was backed by the formidable Churchill family.
The moment anyone dug deep enough to realize Owen was pulling the strings, they would back off out of sheer terror.
Training a high-level mole was an expensive investment, and no one was going to waste one on a budding cosmetics brand.
"My brother owns a company with a dedicated research wing, complete with a specialized development team for pharmaceuticals and high-end skincare."
"They recently launched an Experimental Scar Gel that's yielding incredible results."
Tandy hadn't been overly impressed by the corporate talk, but the mention of a scar treatment caught his professional curiosity.
"Oh? What kind of scar gel?"
If it truly worked, bringing it into the hospital's supply chain wasn't out of the question.
"It's by Luminate."
While Tandy looked blank at the name, Randall immediately recognized it.
"My daughter bought that! She said it's an absolute nightmare to score a jar online."
"She had a nasty scar on her calf that made her self-conscious about wearing dresses."
If she wanted the surgical chief to trust her with high-stakes human trials, she needed to put her credentials on the table.
The scar gel was her golden ticket.
Predictably, the room erupted in stunned silence at the revelation.
While Tandy already knew Claire was a medical powerhouse, his students openly stared at her, wondering if she was fabricating the whole thing.
But she was sitting at their mentor's right hand. Would she really risk lying to the chief of surgery?
Randall couldn't hold back. "Dr. Claire, you are incredibly young to have such a groundbreaking achievement under your belt."
"Did you inherit the formula from a medical family?"
Claire nodded. "You could say that. I've been studying traditional medicine since I was a child."
"That makes perfect sense," Randall sighed in awe.
A prodigy like Claire didn't happen by accident; she had clearly spent her entire life mastering the craft.
With a legendary family lineage backing her, she was operating on a level they could never touch.

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