Ciel looked slightly worried as he glanced at Scott, fearing he might get angry and do something inappropriate. But it seemed he had underestimated Scott; how could Scott get angry over a buzzing sound like this? Scott looked at Ciel's brother, emotionless, and said, "You don't need to worry. The product launch is approaching, and everything will be clear by then."Ciel's brother seemed surprised that Scott could remain so calm and aloof at this moment, which irritated him a little. He had never been the chosen heir, nor had he been groomed as such. Thus, he couldn't hide his thoughts, as everything seemed written on his face. He also didn't know how to contain his anger; everything seemed to fuel his indignation.He was angry that Scott had shown up here, so he said, "Scott, what brings you here? No prior arrangement and you come to someone else's house, that's a bit rude."Unexpectedly, before Scott could even speak, Ciel interjected, "Scott is my guest. Is there a problem, bro

These days, Cliff was truly experiencing immense joy. With the success of the trial drug, at this moment, the volunteers participating in the experiment were also showing promising signs. It was true that his brother was a genius, the rightful heir of the Arnold family, so naturally, the plan he devised would surpass anything else. The effectiveness was beyond doubt.It's just that no matter how talented he was, in the end, the one who would triumph would still be him, right? The more he thought about it, the happier Cliff became, smiling to himself.Right at this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door, followed by the butler's voice. Cliff spoke in a deep tone, "Come in." Eslite opened the door and entered. His expression seemed grave. Seeing this, Cliff couldn't help but furrow his brows slightly, speaking solemnly, "What's happened?"Eslite quickly reported, "Sir, the participants in the trial are starting to show unusual reactions. Their life signs are decreasing, and

Leonard, with a hint of laziness in his gaze, looked at Cliff and said, "What's the matter now? Don't tell me you want me to cover up for you again. When will you ever do something completely clean? Sooner or later, the Arnold family will fall because of you!"Cliff narrowed his eyes at Leonard, a hint of coldness in his gaze. "Those who rely on me to maintain their positions should know a little something."Hearing this, Leonard couldn't help but furrow his brow slightly, but he could only endure for the time being.Both of them looked at each other with disdain, wishing they could tear each other apart, but outwardly, they had to maintain a peaceful facade.Leonard had gathered his thoughts. He looked at Cliff and asked, "So what's the matter, tell me?"Cliff spoke directly, "The subjects participating in the experiment are all experiencing mutations, their conditions worsening..."Before Cliff could finish, Leonard almost shouted, "What do you mean by that? The participants in yo

Cliff banged the table and laughed loudly almost as soon as he heard Scott say that his project, this time, belonged to the medical field. "Ha ha, he feels he can develop a drug that surpasses ours at this point? Truly foolish, yet arrogant!"Others seemed to share Cliff's thoughts.At this moment, a reporter below suddenly spoke up for an interview: "Mr. Scott, recently, Mr. Cliff also unveiled an advanced medical product that has shaken the world. Do you think your product can surpass it?"Scott glanced at the reporter who had spoken. The reporter shivered but still held onto the microphone, looking determined not to retreat. The others remained silent.Although this reporter's question was somewhat direct, it was what they wanted to know, even eagerly awaited!Scott withdrew his gaze from the reporter and looked at the camera in front of him, responding, "Not every medical-related product will be a drug."Others couldn't help but show skepticism on their faces, their eyes filled

John's words were indeed very reasonable. Upon hearing him speak like that, Scott suddenly smirked, but it wasn't mocking. "It won't be a sham," he said, then gently tapped on the glass of the treatment chamber. The chamber seemed to respond, its door opening automatically, yet surprisingly, no water flowed out from inside, causing others to gasp in amazement. Meanwhile, John quietly swallowed. He comforted his wife with a pat on her head before stepping forward step by step. Scott watched him and said, "Go in." John couldn't help but ask, "Don't I need any support equipment?" Scott shook his head. "No need. Once you're in there, you won't feel anything anymore." John looked skeptical. He pursed his lips slightly but eventually could only step inside. As he lay in the treatment chamber, he felt nothing at all. Despite the water beginning to envelop him, he couldn't even sense difficulty breathing. He only felt his mind growing heavy, and then he simply closed his eyes an