Chapter 27

Being Plotted Against Hearing that, Byron put down the work in his hands. Recalling the night before,
the view of the backs of Rosalie leaving together with the stranger of a man, his gaze sunk slightly.
“Who is he?”

“The man is Yves Graham; he is the person in charge of Virus Research Institute. The old master of the
Quirkes had gone to him for medical consultation before.”

Luther noticed the atmosphere in the office had decreased and his tone became a little more careful,
“Also, I found that Yves is currently single, it‘s likely that...there is nothing special between him and
Miss Jacobs. That said, Miss Jacobs also studied medicine in college, the two might have met in
school but that is uncertain.”

Hearing this possibility, Byron‘s expression became less severe. “Is there anything else you found apart
from this?” Luther looked somewhat awkwardly. “We only found this at present. On Miss Jacobs‘ side,
we only know that she had just returned to the country. As for her stint overseas and its traces, we are
unable to find anything.”

Byron frowned; he was feeling a little dissatisfied. Since they had been unable to find out anything else,
however, it was futile for him to ask any more questions, so he switched to the mention of Old Master
Quirke, “How is Old Man Quirke now?”

Luther was about to admit his mistake and declare his incompetence but when he heard his master
changed the subject, he instantly let out a sigh of relief. He replied, “Elder Quirke‘s condition is not
optimistic. The Quirkes have invited almost all the famous doctors locally and from abroad, yet they
were all helpless about Elder Quirke‘s condition.” Byron nodded slightly. “Push back all the
entertainment for tomorrow night. I‘ll go visit Old Man Quirke tomorrow night.”



“Understood,” answered Luther. When his master gave no more instructions after a moment, he turned
around and left.

Rosalie and Yves returned to the research institute and immediately began contacting all the, other
medicinal material suppliers in Coast City. Many of the projects of the research institute were still on
hold due to the shortage of medicinal materials. If this continued, their losses would only be greater and
greater.

They could not put off seeking cooperation with suppliers of medicinal materials. Yves had contacted
practically all the medicinal material suppliers in Coast City before, but they all had refused. At present,
the two had no choice but to call them again.

“Virus Research Institute? Didn’t we already discuss this with you before? The quotation you gave is
too low, and we can‘t work with you!” their research institute.

After pondering for a few seconds, Rosalie gritted her teeth and said, “We can increase the original
price by half a point. We can all take a step back and if the contract is successful in the future, it‘s not
like we cannot renegotiate the price.” The other person interrupted her, “It‘s too low, it should be at least
three points, or there‘s no room for negotiation.” Hearing the other‘s high asking price, Rosalie hung up
the call. On the other end, Yves‘ expression was also unsightly. “I‘m sorry, Dr. Graham. The supplies on
my end have all been reserved and we have no extras for your research institute‘s use.” Hearing this,
he knew it was a perfunctory excuse for them and a clear display of their disinterest in cooperation.

Yves did not press them. “Alright, I understand.”

With that, he ended the call.

They called nonstop until the next afternoon yet did not receive any good news. The suppliers might
have been polite or impatient, but the outcome was only one, which was the non–intention for



cooperation. There was even one that at the mere mention of their name, immediately informed
Rosalie that they could not possibly work with Virus Research Institute, they gave no reasons. Both of
them knew that they must have been plotted against. As for those behind the scenes, they were
practically out in the open. They could not think of another possibility apart from Wendy Fuller.


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