“Tell Heather that she will be hosting the banquet tonight.”
It was evident that Aspen held Donald in high regard, so much so that he even cancelled the banquet he was supposed to host tonight.
He escorted Donald into the hall next to the private club. It was only then that Donald noticed the extraordinary splendor of this place. The hall inside this private club was surprisingly luxurious.
After inviting Donald to sit down, Aspen said with a smile, “Mr. Campbell, we do indeed have the type of cancer medication you're looking for. I'm just not sure how much you need?”
“How many do you have?”
Donald arrogantly asked while crossing his legs.
It felt as if he had nothing left, but money.
“Since we have the formula for this medication, theoretically, we can produce as much as you need. However, as this is currently the only cancer-fighting drug in the world, so it will undoubtedly be quite expensive.”
“Enough with the chit-chat. Let me see the medicine. The one that can treat throat cancer. Just bring it out for me to see.”
Hearing Donald's words, Aspen quickly clarified, “Mr. Campbell, our special medicine is effective against cancer cells in all parts of the body, not just targeting a specific area. I need to make this clear to you.”
After Aspen finished speaking, he clapped his hands, and immediately a man carrying a tray came out from the side door.
On the tray, there was a glass of red wine and a small brown glass bottle.
Inside the brown glass bottle, there was a small white pill, clearly marked with the code D1.
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