The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

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“Then keep working,” Jules said coolly. “Start by figuring out the molecular formula.”

Eaton took a big sip of coffee. His mustache twitched. “Easy for you to say, sitting there doing nothing! The last three substances took the entire research team three years to analyze. Hundreds of scientists ran thousands of extraction tests. And now you just throw out orders like it’s nothing!”

Jules looked up and gave him a quick glance. “How much funding do you need this time?”

Whenever Eaton started complaining about the challenges of research, it usually meant he was about to ask for a hefty sum.

“Well, you know how research drains money. All the data we get comes at a price. As for funding… the more, the better.” Eaton laughed. “Let’s start with fifty million.”

Jules gave him a quick sideways look. Then he pulled out his phone and dialed the bank. “It’s me. Transfer one hundred million to the usual account.”

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known it would be this easy,

his phone on the table. “Forget about the funding. I need you to analyze

poured the coffee. “Don’t worry,

had failed, forcing them to use the slowest method—sorting through thousands of medicines to

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briefly, his tone icy. “Update

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Eaton said. He stood there, watching Jules walk away. The

faded. His gaze dropped to the box Jules had left behind. A dark

the research institute and told his trusted aide, “Get all the experts from the blood analysis institute here, now!” Previously, their research had no clear direction, and they could only

pulled up to the dock. The sea breeze played with Corrine’s long hair.