The letterhead on the contract belonged to a top global multinational pharmaceutical group—Noveris Pharmaceuticals.
And the content of the contract was a core technology licensing agreement from Graceline Technologies to Noveris Pharmaceuticals. The initial licensing fee was a staggering fifty million… dollars.
The entire room gasped.
The number was enough to make everyone's head spin.
Fifty million dollars…
Before the guests could recover from their shock, the image on the screen changed again.
A series of international patent certificates scrolled by, one after another.
On every single certificate, the name of the patent holder was clearly written—
Grace.
Complete silence fell over the ballroom.
The guests who had previously held looks of suspicion now wore expressions of nothing but awe and respect.
As for the troublemakers, their faces were ashen, and their legs were trembling.
The blond leader swallowed hard, trying to say something to save face, but no words would come out.
The men behind him looked as if they wanted the ground to swallow them whole.
Grace's cool gaze swept over them indifferently, as if she were looking at a few insignificant ants.
She couldn't even be bothered to say another word to them.
Damien’s eyes, however, had reached their coldest point.
He shot a look at his executive assistant, Felix.
Felix immediately understood and bowed slightly.
"Sir, your orders?"
"Take out the trash."
"Yes, sir."
With a wave of Felix's hand, several security guards in black suits emerged from the corners of the room, walking expressionlessly toward the thugs.
"N-no… stay away!"
The blond was scared out of his wits and turned to run.

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