Soon, Nathan and Garrett were the only ones left inside the room.
“Now that there are no outsiders, we can finally talk without holding back. Answer me truthfully, Nathan. How high are the chances of Cross Group's drug treating kidney cancer?” Garrett asked.
“The drug's development is yet to be completed, but its effects are obvious. It is capable of treating kidney cancer in the early stages with ease, and there will be no recurrence. Since your cancer is in the later stages, treating it will be a lot more difficult. As my wife has told you earlier, the chances are about sixty percent.”
Garrett nodded. “I suppose sixty is a high enough number.”
The look on his face turned serious as he continued, “All right, enough talk about my condition. Now, let us discuss work. Nathan, in the event that I do not survive this, who do you think should take over my place as president?”
Nathan frowned. “I don't think you should be saying this if you're planning on getting treated. Besides, I'm not the person you should talk to regarding who takes over your place.” “Well, that's exactly what I’m doing, and I want to hear your suggestion!” Garrett retorted.
“Come on, Garrett!” Nathan protested.
“I know there's a chance of me getting treated, but what if it fails? Someone has to take over when that happens!” Garrett said.
Seeing as Garrett was serious about it, Nathan fell silent for a moment before saying, “Zion Lucas has been working in the Cabinet for many years. Given his experience, I'd say he’s a great candidate.”
Garrett gave it some thought but dismissed his suggestion moments later. “Zion may be experienced, but he lacks charisma and leadership. I think he's better off being a secretary for the Cabinet than the president.”
Nathan then listed out a few other candidates, most of them being the Great Cabinet members. He also recommended one of the twentyeight ministers.
However, Garrett dismissed each and every one of his suggestions.
“I’ve already listed out all the people that I think would make decent presidential candidates. If you don’t find any of them suitable, then I don't know what else to say!” Nathan exclaimed with a wry smile.
“I have two candidates in mind. A primary candidate, and a backup candidate,” Garrett said.
Nathan froze. “Who would those be?”
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