Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Upon noticing the strong, firm hand around her waist and feeling its warmth seeping through the thin fabric, Nyla's face turned bright red. She quickly steadied herself, avoiding eye contact. "Thank you, Mr. Sumner," she said.

Damon withdrew his hand nonchalantly and said in a deep voice, "Watch where you're stepping even when looking at herbs"

Nyla nodded. "Got it."

From then on, Nyla was careful to watch her step, determined not to trip again. "These are the dried.

rauvolfia."

A staff member casually handed a dried rauvolfia root to Damon, who inspected it briefly before passing

it to Nyla.

"Take a look," he said.

The rauvolfia looked no different from the ones Skyray Medical had shown them that morning. They would need to test it to determine the active ingredient content.All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Nyla turned to the staff member and asked, "Typically, what's the alkaloid content in rauvolfia?"

"It's usually around 0.1%. Anything higher is quite rare," the staff member replied.

Actually, 0.1% was a decent percentage. If Skyray Medical truly sourced all their herbs from there, then the high percentage they showed that morning was likely staged to hike up prices.

Nyla handed the herb back to the staff member with a smile. "Thanks. I've got a good idea now."

While they were inspecting the herb base, the people at Skyray Medical were busy as well.

Bill called Zoe into his office.

"What do you think? Is Mr. Sumner interested in partnering with us?" he asked.

This morning, he had hinted several times at signing a contract, but Damon deftly sidestepped the topic each time.

However, Damon hadn't completely shut it down, only saying he needed more time to consider.

If they could secure this partnership, Skyray Medical's profits would double this year, so Bill was very

Invested in this deal.

Zoe shook her head. "I'm not sure. The other night's gift didn't win Nyla over. If we could sway her, the deal would be in the bag." Thinking of Nyla, Bill lit a cigarette, feeling irritated.

She had turned down 30,000 dollars. Was she truly above material desires, or did she want more?

"There's 150,000 dollars on this card. At dinner tonight find a chance to give it to her. If she takes it, fine.

If she refuses, you know what to do."

Zoe took the card and nodded. "Understood, Mr. Jenkinson."

In the evening. Damon and his group returned to the clothing store to change back into their original clothes.

Back at the hotel, Nyla rested for a while before it was time to head out again.

They were leaving tomorrow afternoon, and Skyray Medical was hosting a farewell dinner tonight.

Nyla wasn't fond of such social events but had no choice but to attend.

When they arrived at the restaurant, Bill was already there to greet them with a friendly smile. "Mr. Sumner, please come in."

After they sat down in the room, Bill poured a drink for Damon and offered a toast. "Mr. Sumner, I toast to you."

Damon raised his glass, clinked it against Bill's, and downed his drink in one gulp.

Bill refilled his glass before sitting down. "Mr. Sumner, you're leaving tomorrow. Can we finalize the partnership tonight? Or do you have any concerns we can discuss?"

Damon smiled faintly, but his deep eyes gave nothing away. "Mr. Jenkinson, Skyray Medical's herb quality is impressive. However, this trip was mainly for assessment. I'll need to discuss the details with our board back at the company."

A flicker of dissatisfaction crossed Bill's eyes. He had gone out of his way these past two days to accommodate them, nearly turning the company upside down. And now, Damon was saying he needed more tim discuss it?!