Female Novel
Chapter 1732 No Grounds For Refusal
The clock struck half-past ten, and there was still no news from Byron. Xander grew even morerestless.
Could it be possible that they had truly developed the antidote?
For a moment, Xander began to doubt himself.
Just as he felt a wave of shock, his phone on the desk suddenly rang.
His expression slightly stiffened as he turned to glance at the caller ID.
When he saw Byron's name on the phone screen, a relieved smile spread across his face as he coldlymuttered, "Better late than never."
However, instead of immediately answering the call, he leisurely strolled around the office with hishands behind his back before finally coming to a stop by the window.
He gazed out at the cityscape that overlooked the entire seaside town, while the ringing of his phoneechoed from behind him. Xander felt a sense of tranquility washing over him.
"Mr. Lancer, it's a call from President Lawrence. Aren't you going to answer?" the assistant cautiouslyinquired, unable to comprehend the situation.
After all, their boss had been eagerly waiting for this call all night long.
Now that it had finally come, he seemed reluctant to answer it...
Xander could not help but turn around and glare at him. "What a fool. He must be desperate if he'scalling at this hour. Let him fret a bit longer. What's the harm of doing that?"
How dare Byron trick him?!
Xander was determined to let him have a taste of despair.
He continued to wait until the call automatically ended.
The assistant cautiously lifted his gaze to observe the expression on his boss' face.novelbin
He noticed a faint sense of hesitation on Xander’s face from the reflection in the window.
Xander was not sure if Byron would call again.
The tension hung in the air grew heavy once more.
The assistant pondered how to make a quick escape when suddenly, his own phone rang.
He took it out and glanced at the screen. It was Byron calling.
"Mr. Lancer!" He hurriedly approached Xander with his phone in his hand.
Xander turned around to give it a quick glance before finally answering the call.
"President Lawrence, you really have a terrible memory for a person of your status. I've already toldyou, the poison is bound to kick in before tonight. Why did you insist on waiting until now?" As soon asthe call connected, Xander could not help but mock, eager to release his frustrations.
Byron, who was on the other end of the line, seemed unperturbed by his sarcasm. "Where are you?"
Xander sneered, "I've warned you before. I'm the only one who can develop the antidote. You didn’tbelieve me, but you still came looking for me in the end. Besides, President Lawrence, you lack somecredibility as a businessman!"
Byron's eyes darkened as he looked at the woman suffering in the ward. He clenched his teeth andasked, "What do you want? I can double whatever conditions you mentioned last time!"
"So now you're in a hurry? It's a little too late."
Xander’s eyes were filled with malevolence.
"President Lawrence, you should already know that I'm a stickler for details. You’ll have to bear theconsequences since you have the guts to lie to me!”
Byron responded with a solemn tone, "I'm willing to do anything as long as you give me the antidote. Iswear on Rosie's life!"
Xander knew how important this woman was to Byron.
Therefore, it was only through this approach that he could increase his credibility.
Xander raised an eyebrow triumphantly when he heard that. "I see no grounds for refusal since you’veput it that way."
Then, he added with a meaningful tone, "After all, Miss Jacobs is someone I consider a promisingbusiness partner."
Byron had no time for that. He questioned him again, "Where are you? I'm coming to see you now!"