When it came to Andres, Maeve never bothered filtering her words.
"We're all in the research and development sector here. Anyone in the industry knows exactly how much it costs to produce those compounds," she ranted.
"Forty-five dollars for a single pill? Why don't they just put on ski masks and rob people at gunpoint?"
"And they're completely glossing over a massive caveat. Each of those Miracle Cures only targets one specific condition."
"A patient might need one pill for their blood pressure, another for their blood sugar, and a completely different one to manage their heart condition."
"By the time you stack all those up, the annual out-of-pocket cost turns into an absolute nightmare of an expense."
"Sure, the wealthy won't bat an eye. But how many average, working-class citizens can shoulder a burden like that?"
"At the end of the day, the Grover Group hasn't factored the survival of the working class into their profit margins at all."
Listening to her fiery tirade, Andres couldn't help but feel like he was catching stray bullets.
After all, his own Orca Group operated a massive pharmaceutical subsidiary that produced countless over-the-counter staples.
And while they weren't exactly charging forty-five dollars a pill, their overall pricing structure was far from cheap.
Yeah, it was definitely in his best interest not to mention that little detail to his wife right now. He didn't want to get lumped in with the Grovers.
Instead, Andres took the opportunity to firmly align himself with her stance.
"I couldn't agree more, Baby," he said smoothly. "The entire Grover family is nothing but a pack of soulless capitalists."
"They only care about their bottom line. They would never genuinely put themselves in the shoes of the consumers."
"In fact, I got some insider intel. The original proposed price for these new medications was over a hundred and fifty dollars a pill."
"It was only after the brutal public humiliation over ForeverYoung's pricing that they finally learned their lesson and compromised with reality."
By single-handedly forcing the Grover Group to slash their pricing matrix, Maeve had essentially already secured a massive victory in this corporate war.
Maeve turned to Andres, a sharp, half-amused smile playing on her lips.
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