“Although I don’t participate in the experiment, I know the development of the drug has taken too long,” Rick said, getting to the point, “I don’t care if you can’t do it or are stalling, but I’m running out of patience.”
“I want to see the final result by tomorrow,” he said, his tone as frigid as his gaze.
Lily frowned. Before she could say anything, he added, “Don’t give me any excuses. I don’t f*cking care if you can succeed, but I want a result by tomorrow.”
“So what you want is not a result but an excuse to kill me?” Lily coldly chuckled as she spoke.
‘Tomorrow? How can that be possible?’
Rick shook his head. “I don’t need an excuse to kill you, and I can do it anytime. For your information, I do want the drug, but we’ve delayed the experiment far too many times! In short, I want the result tomorrow. As for the boss,” he paused, “ I don’t f*cking care.”
Then he turned aside and let out a cold sneer. He walked past Mike and glanced at him, “Mr. Corden, seriously, your tricks are futile against the organization.”
Mike was at a loss for words. He stared after Rick as the latter entered the lift without looking back. Then the sound of the elevator slowly moving downward echoed.
“What do you think?” Mike turned to Lily, asking, “Does he genuinely not care about the boss's whereabouts, or is he trying to mislead us?”
Since he was unfamiliar with Rick, he could not know his thoughts or how truthful his words were.
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