Chapter 1213
This is really bad news for his company. Who would want to invest in a total jerk?
Investing in a scumbag comes with risks-what if the government cracks down on him one day? All their money would go down the drain.
So, the big shots who were planning to invest started to hesitate.
Their hesitation made Zane panic.
The stuff online had confirmed his ties to Central Pharmaceuticals. There was no way to deny it now-he just had to own up and deal with it.
He personally called up all those big-name investors who had shown interest before.
But, without exception, he got the cold shoulder from every single one of them.
Zane started to freak out. Without new investments, he couldn’t expand production, and if he couldn’t expand, there was no way he could land that huge contract coming up.
We’re talking billions here-no way he could let that slip through his fingers.
He was counting on this deal to make it big!
As Zane was getting desperate, his assistant suddenly announced, “Boss, Alpha just reached out to us. He wants to talk about an investment p>
“Alpha? That investment genius p>
“Yeah, that’s him p>
“I thought he and Tarquin didn’t get along p>
Zane mulled it over for a second. “Get in touch. I’ll talk to him myself p>
It didn’t take long for Elliot, using a voice changer, to contact Zane as Alpha.
Elliot offered to invest five billion, but there was a catch-they had to sign a profit- guarantee agreement.
Zane promised that Central Pharmaceuticals would earn at least ten billion in profit within three months.
If he didn’t hit that number, he’d hand over full controlling interest in Central Pharmaceuticals to Alpha.
Elliot agreed. And if Zane did hit the target, Elliot would throw in another ten billion as a follow-up investment.
Zane knew there was a huge order coming in, so he was feeling pretty confident.
He didn’t hesitate and signed the agreement that very afternoon.
Elliot and Tarquin wasted no time-they wired the five billion straight into Central Pharmaceuticals’ account.
A little bait is always worth it for a big hunt.
Besides, they figured the money would come back to them soon enough.
That evening, Tarquin’s phone rang. It was Benjamin.
Benjamin said, “The antidote we got from Zane-it does work against this virus p>
“But it only works on the first generation, the original strain. Once the virus mutates, the antidote is almost useless p>
“So, if we use it on Verity’s illegitimate kid, it won’t help at all p>
Tarquin frowned. Only the original strain, huh p>
But at least it means the antidote is effective for something.
This virus originated from Karl Town, almost certainly the work of that mysterious figure.
If Zane had access to this virus-and the antidote-it meant he was involved with that mystery man.
What exactly was the connection between Zane and this guy?
Why would Zane be mixed up in this?
Tarquin pressed his fingers to his brow, deep in thought.
“Is there any way we could use the antidote from Zane to develop a real cure for the mutated virus p>
Benjamin sighed. “It’s tough. Really tough p>
Tarquin said nothing. If they couldn’t find a cure, this would be a ticking time bomb for humanity.
If it ever spread on a large scale, it would be a disaster.
Just like the pandemic a few years back p>
Mysterious figure. Virus. Antidote. Central Pharmaceuticals. Zane. A ten-billion profit in three months!
Tarquin’s mind whirled with worry. He had a bad feeling-like something huge and terrible was about to happen.
“What’s the World Pharmaceutical Organization saying?” he asked.
Benjamin replied, “We reported the virus as soon as we found it, but we haven’t heard anything from them. I guess they haven’t found a way to deal with the mutated strain yet p>
Tarquin fell silent.
Just then, Elysia came home.
Seeing the worry lines on his face, Elysia asked, “Honey, what’s wrong p>