"How much did they offer you?" Rowan asked, feeling rather interested wanting to see how much they would value his formula."One billion," Dominic answered,"And how much did we estimate to make once it's released to the public excluding our costs" Rowan couldn't help but ask, his brows narrowing as he thought of something."Five hundred Million," Dominic gave a clear answer once again,"And that's only just the first batch, we haven't estimated for the subsequent once after it," He added,"Those stingy capitalists," Rowan couldn't help but scoff.He had nearly gone bankrupt when he was researching the drug and when he needed funding urgently, no one agreed to borrow him.They all believed he was never going to succeed. Now that he actually did succeed, they wanted to buy off the Formula.To hell with them. Besides, they knew how valuable it was. Even selling that formula for ten million was still underestimating its worth.If one looked it, his company could easily enter into the int

(The Next Day) Rowan sprawled lazily on the sofa checking the time as he watched Zora work. He had translated all the documents the day before and thus had no work to do today which was why he was so free. Also, he was supposed to head to the company that morning to meet up with Dominic, but the latter had said something came up, so he needed to handle it first. After waiting for a while, Rowan was finally impatient, he wanted to see what was happening at the company that kept Dominic away for so long. "Wifey," He called out, standing from where he was sitting walking over to Zora. "What's wrong?" Zora inquired, her head still buried in the files she was working on. She has gotten the sales rights she wanted. She was still thinking of how to go about with the advert. Though Aurex Biopharmaceuticals would still make their knee adverts, she still needed to find a way to contract with hospitals to supply the drugs. There had been a list of it. But then, she needed to check for

Rowan let out a deep breath the moment he walked out of the ward. He wanted to say something, but all of the words were stuck in his throat. A part of him had accepted the old man didn't leave anything for him. But hearing what the driver said, he didn't know how to feel. Gratitude, Relief, resentment, anger, Hatred? He just didn't know what to feel. That company was supposed to be his. It was rightfully his. But what happened? "Sir, I think we should take a proper look into it," Dominic spoke, his voice pulling out Rowan from his thoughts. "Schedule a meeting with my father's lawyer, I want to know what's happening," "Should I investigate him first?" Dominic suggested, knowing the kind of person Rowan was. "There's no need for that," Rowan refused, He sighed and then added, "Let's see if he's willing to tell the truth," "Else I don't mind destroying his career." "Yes sir," Dominic nodded and then took out Rowan's phone which was with him. "Boss, your phone has been ringin

(A week later) Rowan sat on the sofa, munching an apple scrolling casually through his phone. It had been a week since the company secured the contract. Zora had been busy and she had refused to let him help in any way.. Besides, he figured out she had her style of doing things, so trying to forcibly find his way in wouldn't be too good. It was better to watch from the sides. If anything were to happen, he was going to take care of it. Just as Rowan thought like this, his phone suddenly buzzed, popping up with Dominic's name. Seeing this, he answered the car, "Sir," Dominic said, sounding rather carefree. "What's wrong?" "There's a lead on the matter you asked me to look into," Dominic answered, his voice turning serious. Instantly, the atmosphere around Rowan tightened and his voice turned cold, "Wait for me, I'll be there." Without waiting for Dominic's reply, he ended the call, placed the last piece of fruit into his mouth and looked at the empty office. Zora was not a

Rowan let out a deep breath the moment he walked out of the ward. He wanted to say something, but all of the words were stuck in his throat. A part of him had accepted the old man didn't leave anything for him. But hearing what the driver said, he didn't know how to feel. Gratitude, Relief, resentment, anger, Hatred? He just didn't know what to feel. That company was supposed to be his. It was rightfully his. But what happened? "Sir, I think we should take a proper look into it," Dominic spoke, his voice pulling out Rowan from his thoughts. "Schedule a meeting with my father's lawyer, I want to know what's happening," "Should I investigate him first?" Dominic suggested, knowing the kind of person Rowan was. "There's no need for that," Rowan refused, He sighed and then added, "Let's see if he's willing to tell the truth," "Else I don't mind destroying his career." "Yes sir," Dominic nodded and then took out Rowan's phone which was with him. "Boss, your phone has been ringin