Chapter 297
Chapter 297:
Ashton, maintaining his smile, responded, “Why not give it a try and see for yourself p>
Observing Ashton’s assured demeanor, Abram’s contempt deepened. If Ashton failed to deliver on his promise, wouldn’t both his own and Skyline Group’s reputations plummet to the lowest depths?
Perhaps Sup Group, impressed by his successful performance, might even offer him further rewards?
Driven by his own greed, Abram coolly issued a challenge.
“Fine, try me! However, let me be clear: if you fail to cure me immediately, do not be surprised if I escalate the trouble even further p>
Ashton shook his head and responded, “Rest assured, sir. Having made this promise, I am fully confident in my ability to deliver. Should I fail to remedy your condition, I will not hesitate to provide any compensation within my means p>
Abram scoffed once more at Ashton’s apparent overconfidence. Raising his eyebrows, he strutted before the crowd and declared loudly, “Everybody! You heard it yourself—he made this claim without any coercion from me! When the time comes, if he fails to eradicate the purple patches from my body and dares to renege on his promise, I will not show any mercy to such a deceitful company p>
Rosalie frowned, on the verge of speaking, but was swiftly guided into the Skyline Group building by Ashton.
Ashton then requested Rosalie’s assistance in procuring several rare herbs.
Although uncertain about Ashton’s plan, Rosalie chose to trust him instinctively.
Fortunately, due to Selena’s frequent medical needs, she had established connections with numerous pharmacy owners. Soon, Rosalie gathered the necessary herbs as Ashton had requested.
After brewing the herbs, Ashton prepared the herbal remedy successfully within an hour.
𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖙 𝖘𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝖎𝖓 𝖘𝖎𝖙𝖊: ⳑ𝗮𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⧼ⅽ𝗈𝗺
Outside the group’s building, Abram and the gathered crowd grew increasingly impatient.
As Abram prepared to accuse Ashton of making excuses to evade his responsibility and escalate his disruption, he was taken aback to see Ashton emerging with a small bowl in hand, a confident smile on his face as he approached him.
As Ashton drew near, Abram scrutinized the bowl in his hands with evident skepticism.
The bowl held a thick, cereal-like herbal concoction of deep emerald green, its potent botanical aroma wafting through the air.
After such a prolonged wait, Abram’s disdain only deepened upon seeing that Ashton had produced nothing more than a small bowl of herbal soup.
Was this meager concoction, likely nothing more than extracted plant juices, supposed to alleviate his severe allergic symptoms? Did this mean that all the esteemed doctors he had consulted were nothing but charlatans?
Abram snorted with scorn and demanded, “Is this the remedy you intend to use to treat me p>
Ashton nodded and replied, “It took some time to gather the herbs, but rest assured, this concoction will cure your condition p>