The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"Even a scumbag like Christopher was able to get it. Isn't it a sure thing for you?" lan was confident in his boss.
Justin frowned deeply, not commenting.
After arriving in Meridan, Justin wasted no time. He used all his connections and even personally met government officials in
charge of the medical industry, but the response was always the same. They could not get it.
"Mr. Salvador, this special medication for treating cerebral thrombosis is produced in very limited quantities each year, and they
are all tracked and recorded. I'm sorry for letting you leave with empty hands after traveling so far, but there's nothing I can do..."
After hanging up the phone, Justin gripped his phone tightly, almost crushing the screen.
"Fuck... We are restricted abroad!"
lan huffed indignantly, "Mr. Salvador, even your handsome face is useless here!"
Justin was speechless.
At this moment, his face was indeed handsome, cold, and stern.
"Mr. Salvador, what should we do now?"
lan's brows furrowed as he was deep in thought. He suddenly yelled, "Oh, I have an idea!"
Justin's eyes lit up. "Tell me."
"Aren't you quite close with Young Madam's fourth brother, Drew Brown? You are old pals and military buddies. He's a top-notch
special agent with extraordinary skills. Why don't you ask him to sneak into the pharmaceutical research center and steal a set
for you?"

As his words fell, lan looked smug, thinking he had come up with a brilliant idea. 'Oh, I'm a genius!'
"You want my wife's brother to risk getting caught and executed to steal the medicine for me?"
Justin lowered his head, his eyes flashing with a cold glint. "Do you think he's Robin Hood?"
lan sweated. "No, that's not what I meant..."
"I'm doing this to help Bella, but instead, I'm dragging her family down and putting them in danger. Do you think I have no
conscience or I'm just stupid?"
But truthfully speaking, if it were Drew... He might actually pull it off.
lan smiled dryly, sweat drenching his back. "No, Mr. Salvador... I don't mean it like that... Just forget I said anything."
The plane fell into silence.
After a while, Justin took a deep breath, as if he had made a huge decision. "There's only one way left."
lan observed his expression and was suddenly shocked. "You want to ask Mr. Grant for help?!"
Justin's eyes were calm without
ripples, but his heart tightened. "Although Chairman Thompson's condition was temporarily stable that day, it was not optimistic.
If we can't get the medicine soon, he'll definitely relapse, and it will become a ticking bomb. Another episode would be too much
for KS and Bella. Grant is familiar with everything here and has close personal ties to the Reeds. He might have even deeper
connections we don't know of. With his help, we might have a slim chance."

lan huffed. He was trying to stir trouble before. Haven't you noticed? If you go pleading with him now, aren't you giving him
leverage over you? Wouldn't he be even more smug?!"
Justin shook his head slightly. "It doesn't matter. Now, there's nothing else more important than saving Bella's father."
After that, Justin dialed Grant's number.