"Ms. Sutton, what does Sebastian mean by this?" Mabel asked with a frown.Whitney answered coldly, "What else? He's trying to trigger me."Rosé Corporation, huh?Rosé… RosalieWhitney sneered to herself, thinking about how big of a jerk Sebastian was.He said that he wouldn't compete with her, yet he secretly opened a company, naming it after another woman."By the way, Ms. Sutton, the medical conference has officially been renamed 'Good Crestborne Doctors.' For next week's district competition, four professors and influential figures in the field of traditional medicine, along with four celebrity mentors, will be there. "I believe this is an excellent opportunity for Frostwave Corporation to create a sensation in Steinberg!" Mabel said confidently.Whitney turned toward Mabel, suppressing her previous emotions, and asked, "Do you have a plan?""Yes, we should start by hiring marketing companies and accounts to promote Henry. This way, we can generate significant public opini
"Beauty and skincare? From Mr. Ballard?" Rosalie exclaimed, hastily getting out of the bathtub. She didn't even bother with a bathrobe and asked the maid, "Where is he now?" The maid, surprised by Rosalie's urgency, replied, "He has already left." Rosalie felt a sense of disappointment and glanced at the two jars on the table. They looked like ordinary jars, possibly for pickling. Upon opening them, she found a dark and somewhat unpleasant-smelling substance. "Can this stuff really be used for beauty and skincare?" Rosalie wondered. Just then, her phone rang with a message from Sebastian, "Apply morning and evening, leave on for fifteen minutes." The message was brief but comprehensive. Rosalie's lips curled into a meaningful smile. "It seems Mr. Ballard still cares about me."Without further ado, Rosalie started taking selfies in front of the mirror. Then, she began applying the mud-like substance from the jars onto her face.It felt refreshingly cool, and her skin i
Whitney furrowed her brow, expressing her dissatisfaction.Shortly after, Mabel called, sounding angry. "Ms. Sutton, I knew that Sebastian's move to open a company wasn't that simple! Look at this. Arctic Snow Mask. Isn't he intentionally competing with the face mask we are about to launch?"Whitney remained silent, her expression grim.Mabel continued, eagerly explaining, "Ms. Sutton, you can't be indecisive anymore. You and Sebastian are divorced! I know you don't want to confront him, but he has already encroached upon us. Arctic Snow Mask is direct competition for our product! I can't just let Sebastian continue like this."Whitney sighed and asked, "What do you wanna do?""We should attack Arctic Snow Mask from all sides. As long as Sebastian promotes it, we engage in a price war! If that doesn't work, we can use public opinion to bring down his company!" Mabel declared indignantly.Whitney raised an eyebrow, coldly saying, "Is it necessary to go this far? It's just a face m
Zeke had just taken a sip when he choked awkwardly. He smiled and said, "I can't hide anything from you, Dr. Ballard. Last night, you mentioned that my illness could be cured, right?""Yes." Sebastian nodded.Hurriedly, Zeke asked, "Then, could you please prescribe some medicine for me?"Sebastian smiled as he retrieved a prescription from the drawer, handing it to Zeke. "Follow the instructions and get the medicine from the pharmacy down the block."Surprised, Zeke took the prescription and asked, "Dr. Ballard, did you anticipate that I would come?"Sebastian simply smiled in response.Zeke didn't stay long. After paying the consultation fee, he left promptly.Before leaving, Zeke said, "By the way, Dr. Ballard, I'll let you in on something. Next week, there's the district competition with seven matches. Points will be accumulated based on the ranking in each match, and elimination will take place at the end."Only the top ten with the highest score in total from the seven mat
Haughtily, Mabel sneered and drove away from the place. After Sebastian finished his meal with Tommy, he returned to the shop and happened to see a familiar-looking car leaving."Mabel?"Sebastian was puzzled but didn't care much. Just then, his phone rang. It was Whitney."Ms. Sutton, what's the matter?" Sebastian asked absentmindedly.Whitney's voice was sharp and unquestionable, saying, "Sebastian, meet me at 1:30 pm at Magnolia Café. I want to speak with you."Later, when Sebastian arrived at Magnolia Café, he spotted Whitney sitting by the window. Arms crossed, she exuded a cold and elegant demeanor, truly fitting of a CEO.Approaching Whitney, Sebastian sat down and smilingly asked, "Ms. Sutton, are you so idle to be inviting me for coffee?""Cut the small talk." Whitney glanced at him and then demanded, "What's the deal with Rosé Corporation?"Sebastian replied with a shrug, "What's the issue?"Whitney scoffed and commented, "Naming a company after another woman. Seba
"My company's research and development team has tested the formula hundreds of times. There are no issues! Since you claim there's a problem, tell me exactly where," Whitney stated curtly.Sebastian frowned slightly and answered, "A minority of consumers may experience skin itching and redness.""That's ridiculous!" Whitney laughed mockingly.She continued, "Sebastian, tell me, which facial mask on the market doesn't have side effects for some people? Are you trying to scare me?"Upon hearing this, Sebastian's expression darkened. "I'm not trying to scare you. I'm just giving you a heads-up.""I don't need it! I know better than you whether the product has issues or not! All you need to do is watch as Frostwave Corporation's new launch sweeps the entire market," Whitney argued and then left the café.Sebastian was helpless. After sitting for a while, he also got up and left.When Whitney returned to the company, she immediately called Mabel and asked, "How much longer until the
Soon, Rosalie drove Sebastian to Artifact Street in West Market.The lively and crowded Artifact Street immediately captivated Sebastian. On both sides of the street were antique shops, with people coming in and out to hunt for treasures. Among them were also tourists.Many vendors had spread various antique pieces for sale on tarps on the ground. Rosalie seemed to enjoy the bustling atmosphere. She looked around while explaining, "Dr. Ballard, this place is similar to Vintage Bazaar in Janover, only much smaller."Sebastian nodded, casually scanning the area. He noticed that most of the items sold by the street vendors were counterfeit. They were deceiving visitors from out of town.He had already seen several tourists happily leaving with fake antiques, thinking they had discovered treasures.After a brief stroll, Sebastian began searching for the medicinal furnace he needed. Quickly, he stopped at one of the stalls.When the tan-skinned vendor saw Sebastian, he enthusiastica
Sebastian sneered as he returned the medicinal furnace to the vendor, turning to leave.Frantically, the vendor cried out, "Wait, sir, are you really interested in buying it?"Sebastian waved his hand dismissively while replying, "I just want to buy a medicinal furnace to make medicine at home. 200 grand is too expensive. I'm thinking 10 to 20 grand would be more reasonable."As he spoke, Sebastian intentionally slowed down his pace.The vendor furrowed his brow. After a moment of hesitation, he said, "Fine, 20 grand! I can't go any lower! If you want it, just take it."Sebastian broke into a grin as he turned toward the vendor. "Okay."Rosalie grew anxious and asked, "Dr. Ballard, are you really buying it? This medicinal furnace looks too ordinary and dirty. If you want one, I can arrange for someone to send you a better one later.""Quiet. I have my own plans," Sebastian whispered.Hearing this, Rosalie didn't say another word.Soon, Sebastian paid for the medicinal furnace.