TimeNovelChapter 1715: "Oh, it's quite simple," Serena replied, her tone as nonchalant as if she were discussing the weather.
"For this breakthrough drug, we're only choosing one partner. If you're interested, the exclusive distribution rights are yours-for ten billion dollars." Serena casually explained Harlee's choice, doubting Errol would consent to use all of the Happer family's resources for their collaboration.
Whenever a groundbreaking drug hit the market, the developers would typically handpick seven to ten companies for collaboration, each paying a king's ransom. Deals running into the billions were standard practice. But ten billion? That was an astronomical sum, one that shattered all precedent.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSo, when Serena coolly named her price, Errol's expression darkened. Ten billion? Did she take him for a fool? Standing beside Errol, Moshe's brows knit into a deep furrow. The number gnawed at him like a stone in his shoe. Ten billion dollars-almost the exact value of the Happer family's total assets. Could that be mere coincidence? The silence from Errol's end stretched, thick as molasses. Serena, unbothered, simply tossed the phone onto the table and went about her business.
Whether Errol agreed or not, ten billion was the price-no room for negotiation, not even a sliver. Besides, Harlee had made it clear: if Errol took the bait, Serena was to make the deal as unbearable as possible, pulling the rug out from under him at the last moment by demanding an additional thirty percent of the profits.
Ttrickled by. Serena had already finished tidying up her apartment when, at long last, a voice broke through the silence.
"Ten billion, is it?" Errol's voice carried the weight of a man walking a tightrope.
Atе$т ¢#αрtêяs Iи gal"Fine, Professor Fletcher, I accept your terms for exclusive cooperation. When shall we meet to finalize the details?" Moshe stiffened, his hand twitching as if to intervene. But he hesitated. Errol was a man who dealt in hard facts, and Moshe had nothing concrete-just a gut feeling gnawing at him like a dog on a bone. If he voiced his concerns now, he might only provoke Errol's ire. Better to dig deeper first and present evidence later. Hearing Errol's acceptance, Serena's brows lifted ever so slightly, though her tone remained impassive. "Alright. I will reach out in a few days." And with that, Serena ended the call, immediately sending a message to Harlee.
"Errol agreed. What's the next move?" Harlee didn't reply right away. Serena wasn't concerned. Without orders, she had all the tin the world.
At Happer Manor, inside the dimly lit study, Moshe lingered in hesitation before speaking.
"Mr. Happer, the Happer Group only has a little over ten billion in liquid assets. Are you willing to put everything on the line for this?" Errol lit a cigar and took a sharp drag, his eyes growing intense. Then, he turned to face Moshe, his voice as grating as nails on a chalkboard.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"If we secure the exclusive rights to this breakthrough drug, we will no longer have any concerns about liquid assets, as our financial stability will be guaranteed." Moshe nodded. Based on the latest evaluation of this breakthrough drug, once the Happer family secured the exclusive selling rights, they were expected to generate substantial profits, ensuring that Errol's earlier plan moved forward without obstacles.
It was simply that Moshe always found the ten-billion figure a little too convenient to be a mere coincidence. Moshe hesitated. "Sir, I think-" Errol cut Moshe off with a flick of his wrist, his voice laced with impatience.
"I told you to keep tabs on Harlee. What has she been up to? Any sighs of her making a move against us?" Moshe's jaw tightened.
"No. Lately, Harlee has been preoccupied with her child ero m accompanying Elva to Uwhor University."
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