Chapter 967
Quinton glanced over, not thinking much of Dominic since the latter was just another small-time family head.
He replied flatly, “Speak, Mr. Goth. If you really have a way to get me what I want, then I’ll make you a promise right here. The Goth family will become the number one family in Jayrodale, and I’ll personally make it happen.”
Dominic lit up with excitement. “Mr. Wright, you might not know this, but my daughter is currently working at Moonlit Apothecary. If you want the formulas for those two miracle pills, I just might be able to get them—through her.”
Quinton’s eyes widened, and a look of shock turned into overwhelming joy. “What did you say? Your daughter works at Moonlit Apothecary?”
“What’s her name? How much does Andrew trust her? Is she part of the inner circle or just another employee?” He fired off questions without pausing, his mind spinning. It would not be useful if she was just a background worker or someone sweeping floors. He needed someone Andrew actually trusted–someone close.
Dominic responded with full confidence, “Don’t worry, Quinton. My daughter Nyla has Andrew’s full trust. Back when she used to work at Jayrodale General Hospital, word had it Andrew already had his eyes on her.
“But as her father, and also the head of the Goth family, I kept a tight grip on things. I don’t let just anyone rear my daughter. Now, the timing is perfect. Andrew already had feelings for her, so if she gives him a little nudge, just a bit of seduction…”
“Then, getting those formulas should be as easy as reaching out and plucking fruit off a tree.” He smiled slyly as if he was proud of using Nyla as bait–like it was some clever business tactic.
Quinton had not expected it. Just when things looked hopeless, when every door had slammed in his face, this window suddenly cracked open. It felt as if a dead end had turned into a golden opportunity.
He burst out laughing, walked over, and patted Dominic on the shoulder. “Mr. Goth, you’ve raised one hell of a daughter. Perfect. This is perfect. If she can get me those formulas, then every penny of the investment I promised will go straight to the Goth family–no exceptions.”
Dominic nodded eagerly, his face glowing with pride. “That’s all I ask for, Mr. Wright. I’ll go start making arrangements right away.”
Quinton grinned. “Good. Get to it, Mr. Goth. Once it’s done, I’ll personally invite you to our family estate in Blumedale for a private banquet. We’ll honor you properly.”
As Dominic rushed off, clearly thrilled, Shawn muttered sarcastically, “Using your own daughter like that just to get what you want… How classy.”
Quinton’s face turned cold. “What did you say?”
Realizing he had slipped, Shawn gave a dry laugh and waved it off. “Nothing. I didn’t say anything.”
Quinton snorted. “You’re just mad because you’re all a bunch of useless nobodies. You’re jealous now that someone’s finally stepping up to help me? Let me make this clear–if anyone dares to sabotage this, or tries to ruin my plans in any way, I’ll wipe out their entire family. No mercy.”
His voice was ice-cold, and his expression looked downright terrifying.
Christina said calmly, “Nyla, Dominic’s daughter, works at Moonlit Apothecary. But from what I’ve seen, it’s Nyla who has a thing for Andrew–not the other way around.”
Quinton shrugged dismissively. “Doesn’t matter. As long as there’s a connection, it’s enough. Being close makes it easy to reach the prize. Besides, Dominic is not losing anything. He trades a daughter, and in return, he gets a multi-billion-dollar investment from the Wrights.
“Call it selling her off if you want—but let’s be real, getting that kind of price for a daughter? That’s a win.”