Chapter 817 A Tentative Truce

Marcus immediately voiced his agreement with Barney's plan. “Of course. No problem at all.”

He desperately needed Barney, Sophie, and Arius' help with the virus that held Anglandur hostage.

At that point, he could agree to almost anything that helped to smooth over their ruffled feathers.

Alas, Barney's declaration did not sit well with the men pleading for mercy on the ground. Getting a spot in the International Medical Association had been a laborious feat.

If they were essentially fired from the association, their reputation in the medical field would be ruined.

They immediately launched into a fresh wave of pleas. “Dr. Smith, we've truly realized our mistakes. Please give us another chance!”

Marcus had heard enough. He piped up, “That's enough. Ms. Tanner and the others have been far too generous toward you. All you're good for is saying nonsense instead of curing diseases. I don't ever want to hear about you lot next time.”

He ordered his men to bring the disgraced former researchers away.

“Ms. Tanner, let me express my apologies once again. I personally invited you here, yet such an unforgivable act happened to you on our grounds.” Marcus continued, “Once we've overcome this virus, I will take you out for a meal and properly make things up to you.”

These three doctors were his only hope.

He could sacrifice every shred of his pride to ensure the security of his country and his position.

Sophie had had enough of dealing with the drama by then. She replied curtly, “Let's talk about it another time! Why don't both of you head back first, Dr. Smith? I'm going to have dinner with Tristan, so I'll make my way back later.”

Reminding herself that the virus was a matter of life and death was the only thing that boosted her patience.

“All right. Go on, then. Arius and I will return as well.”

Arius whined, “Let's eat out, Dr. Smith! I'm sick of all the dinners they serve us at the medical association!”

He was suddenly swamped by a longing for his life back in Chanaea. It had been so easy to get whatever he craved in Chanaea. In Anglandur, he had to suffer through countless fast-food meals.

Barney had no objections to his mentee's suggestion. “Works for me. I'm going back to my room. Come and get me when you're ready for dinner.”

knew they were tired of Anglanduran

to their culture and lifestyle. However,

Anglanduran cuisine, can't you hire a chef to make Chanaean cuisine for her? Did you need me to give you all a lesson


Mr. President. We

subordinates turned to Arius and Sophie and said, “Don't worry, Professor Gullifer and Ms. Tanner. We will hire the best chef in Chanaean cuisine

would spare no expense or pride in ensuring their esteemed

beginning to think they had wasted enough time that day and declared, “All right, Mr. President. I'm heading back

had no interest in wasting more

turned around and returned to her

Sophie.

eventually trailed

voiced his doubts about the situation. “Should we be waiting on them hand and foot, Mr. President? Even the International Medical

a solution to this virus, but Sophie has the advantage of experience,

a tough trial shortly after

be no presidency to speak of if the country's citizens were obliterated by

And I never

of Anglandur was the least of his

priority. If Sophie managed to help him do it, he could even be compelled to kneel at

room just as Tristan finished

but she could not bear to leave him alone in his battered state. She suggested, “Let's go! What do you want to eat?

“Let's order delivery! I really don't want to

A laugh escaped Sophie.

hugged her from behind and placed his chin

at me. This isn't funny at all. I must look a horror now, Sophie. Are you going to

by you.” Her earnest reply was marred somewhat

good.” A relieved Tristan planted a kiss on

room service and tucked in. Only after that did Sophie set off for the

Tristan was

he video-called Sean, Felix, and Charles. The latter two loudly proclaimed their shock at Tristan's

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