The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 1269

A bunch of folks wrapped up their meeting and quickly shuffled out of Dr. Ray's

office.

Manuel was still caught up in his own world, sighing as he walked about the disaster that wiped out his solution and erased all his computer data. He and a few other doctors had poured decades into this formula, and they were just about to kick off real human trials when everything went sideways.

While he remembered most of the basic data and had some backups at home, the intricate details of the formula were all stashed on his microcomputer. Trying to recreate the exact formula in no time seemed like a long shot. What a mess.

Ben had been sticking close to Manuel, and noticing his frustration, chimed in, "Hey, Manuel, I've got some notes on the solution over at my place. They're from when you and the team were working on the formula. Pretty detailed stuff, might help you out."

Manuel halted, "You've got notes? I need to see them, like, now."

Ben nodded, "They're in my office. I'll swing by with them soon."

lifesaver. Actually, just bring them to the lab. I'm heading down there

eyes flickered, and he nodded in

better, Manuel hopped into the elevator down to the

handwritten notes from a document-filled folder. With a slight smile at the formula scribbled on the pages,

to Manuel's lab, he buzzed the doorbell. After a moment, the door opened, and Ben handed the notes to Manuel,

and started flipping through the

him about ten minutes to skim through them. "These are well-organized,

lowered a bit, but his face didn't give anything away, "There shouldn't be any errors. The formula's steps and ratios are pretty tricky, so it's normal

luxury to be picky. "Let's give this

notes and went off to huddle with

the hint of a smile playing on

Wyatt delivered all the ingredients Mirabella requested, and it took less