Mission To Remarry

Three days went by.

Wearing an icy-cold expression, Jack questioned his assistant, Kevin, “Is there still no update from Roxanne?”

Sensing his displeasure, Kevin nodded apprehensively.

Jack's countenance turned a few shades darker after he took in Kevin's response. Roxanne must've taken the initiative to meet up with me the other day because the medicinal herbs at the research institute are depleting. They should've used up their stock by now after these few days. How can she remain so calm and not establish contact with me?

He sought confirmation from Kevin. “How's the situation at their research institute now?”

“The factory has ceased operation and requested considerable compensation from them. The production for the new medicine has been entirely halted.”

“How long has it been?”

Kevin thought momentarily before answering, “It's been three days.”

Three days.

look spread across his face. Did Roxanne tell me the

medicinal herb suppliers. Still, he couldn't think of any supplier whose medicinal

capable of replacing Damaris

they extend their search overseas. To the best of my knowledge, there isn't a local company with a quality of medicinal herbs comparable to Damaris

best of my knowledge, there

with

initiate a follow-up discussion with us?” Or did Roxanne successfully secure a medicinal herb supplier from abroad with the Farwell family's help? But that's not possible either. Over a hundred medicinal herbs are required to manufacture this new medicine. Even if they managed

relaxed his tense expression and

a dilapidated residential area in Hawen, Aubree carefully

before her was a mirror.

and was reluctant to open

country that he would help her

by someone to undergo plastic surgery almost immediately

would have to face a countenance entirely different from

have to endure all of these because of that b*tch,

as intense hatred overwhelmed