Giselle Keating saw his fearful expression and took out her phone, sneering coldly, "You won’t do it, right? I’ll call your wife right now since I have all those records you mentioned."
Justin Young quickly stopped her, "Wait! Don’t call yet, let’s discuss this further."
"Don’t worry, this potion is personally concocted by me. It won’t be fatal, but it will cause problems."
Giselle Keating’s smile grew increasingly cold and grim.
What she wanted was for Eleanor Sterling to be utterly disgraced, to be scorned by everyone because of the potion, returning all the humiliation she endured!
Justin Young was still indecisive.
Giselle Keating delivered the final blow, "This potion was personally overseen by Eleanor Sterling in the experiments, and the formula wasn’t developed by your team either.
We’re just conducting clinical trials and sending it to the pharmaceutical factory for production. When problems arise, they won’t come back to you."
Hearing this, Justin Young thought Giselle Keating made a good point.
At that time, he could swap the test samples, and with Giselle Keating holding his secrets, helping her was his only option.
Giselle Keating looked at Justin Young, "You don’t want to be kicked out of your house by your wife, right? When the creditors come knocking and you can’t pay up, you’ll lose your limbs."
Hearing this, Justin Young couldn’t help but shiver.
He could already imagine the terrifying scenario, knowing he wouldn’t be able to continue working here, and being without limbs would make him a worthless person.
"Alright, I understand."
Justin Young made up his mind, then nodded.
Giselle Keating’s lips curled up; Eleanor Sterling was bound to meet a tragic end now.
Next was Faye Sterling.
If she dealt with both of them at once, she could achieve what she wanted.
Alaric Faulkner was her man; no other woman should lay a finger on him!
Giselle Keating laughed with satisfaction.
Two days later, Justin Young messaged Giselle Keating, telling her he had quietly added the potion to Eleanor Sterling’s new drug, which had already completed all testing.
This was a drug about to hit the market, having undergone numerous clinical trials, and would not be tested further, so no one would find out.
"You did well, rest assured, I’ll keep your secret." Giselle Keating’s smile was icy.
Eleanor Sterling looked at the completed drug trials and breathed a sigh of relief, having closely monitored them all along without slacking off.
Alaric Faulkner said she had worked hard and wanted to treat her to a big meal to make up for it.
The two of them drove to a restaurant.
As Eleanor Sterling looked out the window, she suddenly called out, "Stop the car." For more chapters visit NovєlFіre.net
Alaric Faulkner slowly pulled over. "What’s wrong?"
Eleanor Sterling pointed to a bustling food street outside the window and said, "It’s been a long time since I’ve visited a place . Let’s skip the fancy restaurant today and eat street food with me, okay?"
Alaric Faulkner smiled, "Alright."
As long as Eleanor Sterling asked, he was willing to accompany her in anything.
The two got out of the car and walked towards the food street together.
Alaric Faulkner was still dressed in a suit, looking quite out of place in such a setting.
His demeanor was too dignified and noble, as if only a fine dining restaurant was suitable for someone like him.
"Why are you laughing?" Alaric Faulkner looked at Eleanor Sterling, who had a smile on her lips and eyes like sparkling stars staring at him.
Eleanor Sterling shook her head, "I just feel like you’re a bit out of your element eating in a place ."
Alaric Faulkner’s eyes darkened, his smile suggestive, "If you think I’m suffering, you’ll have to make it up to me extra tonight."