Chapter 18
Author: Victory001
last update2026-07-10 23:04:59

Mia stared at her.

Then she said, in a quieter voice, “You heard what Mr. Graves said. You heard how he said it. From the sound of it, the formula doesn't belong to us. It belongs to Ethan's mother. Or Ethan. Maybe both. I don't even know for sure. And if Ethan has it now—”

Karen cut in immediately. “If. If. If.”

“And what if he doesn't?” Mia pressed.

“What if we agree to something we cannot produce? What if the chairman asks for proof tomorrow? What if he wants documentation? Samples? Testing
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