Vincent Hawthorne took a box of dry powder, pinched some, and slowly sprinkled it over the still-damp large characters, his expression indifferent: "As you said, you see the ancestors after death, and aren’t you still alive now? It’s important to manage the present, or are you actually tired of living and ready to die now?"
The middle-aged man trembled all over, his legs nearly unable to stand, sweating profusely: "Mr. Hawthorne, if I’ve offended you in any way, please be clear, I will definitely change, and I ask you to give me another chance."
Vincent Hawthorne said nothing, only speaking when the middle-aged man was about to collapse on the ground: "Seeing how sincere you are, I’ll give you another opportunity. Give me a copy of Jasper Hawthorne’s procurement list of medicinal materials."
"I’m afraid that’s not possible..."
The middle-aged man’s legs trembled, yet he forced himself to hold on: "Really can’t do it, the second young master instructed, it’s a serious matter..."
"Hah!" Vincent Hawthorne chuckled lightly, his eyes carrying an endless coldness: "It seems I’m really becoming useless, to be looked down upon . But you must understand, no matter how useless I am, I’m still a Hawthorne. I can’t deal with my two rebellious sons, but handling you is just a flick of the wrist. Don’t worry, those two rebels won’t defy me as their father for someone like you."
The man staggered, almost collapsing to the ground in fear, cold sweat soaking his clothes through: "No... Mr. Hawthorne, I’m truly innocent, I really don’t dare to meddle in the Hawthorne’s affairs? I... I..."
The middle-aged man could hardly bear not to burst into tears.
"Why are you so nervous? I merely intended to remind you that I’m still from the Hawthorne Family. No matter how renowned Elias is, he’s still my son. Alright, have a seat."
The middle-aged man hurriedly said he dared not, but seeing Vincent Hawthorne insisted, he warily sat down on the single sofa.
Vincent Hawthorne put away the dry powder, came out from behind the desk, and sat opposite the man: "I think this time, you can hand over the medicinal material list to me."
"Yes, yes, yes." The middle-aged man shivered, immediately sat up straight: "As the father of the second young master, your care for your son is natural, of course, you can know. After I return, I’ll print out the list and bring it to you."
"There’s a printer in the study. Feel free to use it."
The middle-aged man’s expression instantly turned bitter, but under Vincent Hawthorne’s pressure, he dared not resist, he could only wear a bitter expression as he brought up and printed out the medicinal material list.
Vincent Hawthorne’s expression immediately softened: "You’ve really worked hard today. Go home early to rest."
The middle-aged man immediately jumped up, politely bid farewell to Vincent Hawthorne, and then strode out, looking as if ghosts were chasing him.
After the middle-aged man walked far away, Claire North came in and respectfully greeted him.
Vincent Hawthorne nodded, raised the medicinal material list in his hand, and said: "I heard you’re also a rising star among the younger generation at The Veridian Institute of Medicine. Come and take a look."
"Yes." Claire North immediately walked over to take the medicinal material list.
She carefully examined the various medicinal materials on it.
The list contains many expensive and valuable materials, yet all are good for detoxification and cleansing, even if disclosed, it won’t harm Raina North in the slightest, instead, it would satisfy Vincent Hawthorne with Raina North,
because, considering Baby’s situation, these materials are indeed the most suitable, at the very least, she never considered these materials could be used this way, showing Raina North’s achievements in medical expertise.
Claire North’s brow slightly furrowed, feeling somewhat anxious, is it possible this time Raina North will gain favor yet again? Content originally comes from novelFɪre.net