Chapter 954

Leroy’s eyes burned with jealousy, and he shamelessly said, “Andrew, I’m not a doctor, but I could work here as a male nurse. You could pay me 100 grand a month too, right?”

Irene quickly chimed in, laughing awkwardly. “Andrew, you know I’m getting older, and I’ve been scammed out of a lot of money over the years. I don’t even have enough saved for retirement! How about you hire me to cook for the clinic? I won’t ask for much—50 grand a month will do!”

The sight of the mother and son practically groveling made Francesca sick to her stomach.

“Sorry, we’re full,” Andrew rejected them without hesitation.

Leroy refused to give up. “Andrew, your business is booming, and this place is huge. There’s no way you’re at full capacity! Hire me, and I promise I’ll work hard!”

Andrew’s tone remained indifferent. “We might hire more people in the future, but there’s one requirement—no hiring lazy slackers with bad character.”

Leroy’s face instantly turned red with anger. “Andrew, just say it—you don’t want me here because you think I’m a piece of trash, right?”

Andrew shot him a cold glance. “Yeah, so what? I don’t like you, and I think you’re worthless—what are you gonna do about it?”

Leroy fumed, but he forced himself to hold back. Right now, he could talk big, but if he actually tried to start a fight, he would just embarrass himself.

Christina spoke up, her voice steady. “Andrew, you have no experience running a business. From what I see, your payroll is completely unreasonable!”

Andrew sneered. “Oh? Ms. Stevens, the all-knowing corporate executive, please enlighten me.”

Christina replied coolly, “I wouldn’t call it enlightening—I just want to point out some basic common sense. If you’re paying out hundreds of thousands in salaries every month, then Moonlit Apothecary needs to be making at least two million to break even!”

Her implication was clear—Andrew was handing out fat paychecks, but the clinic’s revenue could not possibly support it. In other words, he was just trying to look rich.

Leroy scoffed. “Yeah, right! This run-down little clinic making two million a month? If it even makes half a million, I’ll chop my head off and kick it like a soccer ball!”

Andrew chuckled and could not be bothered to argue with such short-sighted fools.

Francesca, on the other hand, was not having it. “The Stevens family sure loves looking down on people! Well, let me set the record straight—Moonlit Apothecary has only been open for about a month. But as for revenue? It’s already passed five million! Two million? Please, don’t insult us.”

Irene and Leroy’s jaws dropped. They wondered if that was even possible. Could this place really be making that much money?

Christina remained composed. “If what Ms. Aicker is saying is true, then Moonlit Apothecary must be generating nearly 20 grand in business every single day. From a professional standpoint, that sounds absolutely ridiculous.”

Francesca scoffed. “I knew you wouldn’t believe it, Christina. Nyla, bring out the tax records!”

Nyla smirked proudly and immediately went to retrieve the documents. Determined to prove them wrong, Christina leaned in to examine the records.

The moment she saw the numbers, her body stiffened. Based on the tax filings, she could easily calculate Moonlit Apothecary’s total monthly revenue.

Sure enough, it really did exceed five million. Looking at the numbers, it was clear—Andrew’s high salaries were not unreasonable at all!

Francesca smirked. “Ms. Stevens, do you still have something to say?”

Christina’s face turned red with embarrassment, and for once, she was at a complete loss for words.