Flash Marriage: She becomes Mrs. CEO after the Failed Dowry Talk-Chapter 970: I Don’t Mind That You Have a Wife
"Damien?"
"Are you from Celestia?"
Damien let out a surprised sound, the delicate gentleness she had been feigning lost its color due to her surprise.
Jasper Sinclair’s expression remained unchanged from beginning to end. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚
"Which country I’m from doesn’t interfere with our upcoming conversation."
As he spoke, he sat on the wooden chair opposite Damien.
The man’s demeanor was excessively indifferent, anyone with eyes could see that he thoroughly disliked this old, shabby little place.
Damien developed an interest in Jasper Sinclair; living too long in the shadowy environment, she had never seen a face so strikingly handsome.
She blurted out, "Do you have a woman?"
Jasper’s exceptionally dark eyes scrutinized Damien from top to bottom.
He didn’t answer this dull question, but directly expressed his need: "I want the antidote formula for His9."
"His9! Are you poisoned by it?"
The old zealots, obsessed with laboratory work and pharmaceutical research for years, would never have imagined that the creation of such a slow-acting poison came from the hands of a young girl.
Damien didn’t look more than in her twenties.
Jasper repeated his earlier words: "I want the antidote formula for His9."
"Why do you sound like a broken record? You look handsome, but talking to you is really boring."
Damien’s cheeks slightly puffed out, clearly dissatisfied with Jasper’s response.
"Name a price, and we can trade the formula along with myself."
"How could I possibly just give away my prized skills! You are not the first, nor the last to come for the formula... No deal!"
Damien’s rejection was so resolute, leaving almost no room for negotiation.
But, with her gentle demeanor and dressed in a pure white dress, she always gave people the illusion that things could still be negotiated.
"Since you’ve arranged to meet, I must have something you want, just say it directly."
At this, Damien’s pupils dilated slightly.
"You’re very clever."
Jasper remained silent.
"Before today, there was indeed something I wanted, but now, I’ve changed my mind."
"Tell me what you want."
"Why don’t you take a guess?"
Jasper’s limited patience was almost running out, why did this woman have so many questions?
Thinking about the torment Nora Northwood was enduring, he had to calm himself again, "I can’t guess your thoughts, you can just tell me directly."
"I’ve been quite obvious, haven’t you noticed?"
Jasper furrowed his brows, trying to recall Damien’s odd questions, afraid of missing anything that might help him get the antidote.
After pondering for a long time, he found no useful clues.
"What do you want?"
"I want you! I’ve never had a relationship with an Eastern man!"
Upon hearing this, Jasper gradually pressed his lips together, quite surprised by this answer.
Are the young girls here all this open?
He softly refused, "I already have a wife and children."
"It’s alright, I don’t mind."
Jasper: "..."
At this moment, his face had already tensed to the extreme, with a dark expression like the precursor of a storm.
He cast a cold glance at Damien, "I won’t agree to this request. You may not mind, but I very much do."
"Don’t you want the antidote formula for His9?"
