Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 542

Roger had spent a huge amount of money to monopolize the resources to develop the vaccine, mostly because he wanted to suppress the enormous turmoil that Daniel had created. After all, the Kents had deceived the public with their development of fake vaccines, causing public anger.

Since someone under the guise of Strix had developed the vaccine, people who believed in Strix’s reputation would definitely buy them.

Regardless of the effect of the vaccine, even if they were fake, the person who would have to face the public’s wrath would be the real Strix instead of the impostor. However, if the vaccine was real, Roger could make a fortune and clear his name from the relationship that he had with the Kents, winning both fame and fortune.

To put it bluntly, Roger had been planning a comeback with these vaccines.

The corners of Nolan’s lips stiffened, and his fingers were tapping on the table. “The people from Yaramoor wouldn’t interfere in these matters for no reason.

There should be some purpose behind their decision to do so. In short, send someone to keep an eye on them for now.”

There was a knock on the study’s door.

Quincy turned her head. “What’s the matter?” “Mr. Lawson, there’s someone outside who claims to be Ms. Reynolds. She’s looking for Mr. Goldmann, saying that she’s here to review Mr. Goldmann’s condition.”

Soon, the bodyguard brought Sue and a paramedic, who came with her in.

in front of his lower abdomen. He then shifted his gaze onto the medical suitcase that the paramedic brought along

smiled, nodded, and motioned the paramedic behind her to open the medical suitcase. There was indeed nothing else other than a

draw some blood from Mr. Goldmann for testing. I wonder if

not reject her request, and responded

forward and asked Nolan to

his sleeves up to his elbow. The paramedic then used an elastic band to bind

the arm, and a tube of blood was drawn.

blood and placed the vial in the

Nolan’s pale complexion, and a hint of strangeness flashed across her eyes. However, when Quincy looked over, she put on a calm expression and asked, “How have you been feeling recently,

Goldmann?”

feeling alright.” Nolan pulled down his sleeves, still sitting properly and upright. “Ms. Reynolds, I wonder if a meeting

my teacher agrees to meet you too. I’m only his assistant, and I have no say in

“Don’t worry, Mr. Goldmann. My teacher is only interested in his research.

His gloomy and mysterious eyes looked

left with the paramedic. “Why

find out about something.” Nolan’s eyes