Chapter: 381
“Alright, if you’ve made your choice, then don’t regret it.” Dustin didn’t waste much time talking to them. He whipped cut his phone and made a call.
“Oh? You’re calling for backup? Hahaha!” Morgan snickered.
“Hey, brat! I don’t think you get the idea here! This is my turf, and I call the shots here! Who do you think can save you now?”
“Mr. Finn, let’s not get too cocky. I think the Harmons are in charge here at Harmon Pharmaceuticals, not you. Mr. Finn,” Dustin corrected him.
“So what? I’m a founding member of Harmon Pharmaceuticals! Even Natasha Harmon has to address me respectfully, what more of a scoundrel like you?” Morgan announced arrogantly.
As he finished his sentence, a crisp and clear feminine voice rang out.
“Is that so? So I should be addressing you respectfully now?”
The crowd turned to the source of the voice to see an elegant woman dressed in red entering and approaching them. It was Natasha Harmon!
“Ms. Harmon?” Morgan felt a premonition of oncoming trouble. He immediately forced a smile and went up to her.
“Why have you come?”
“I’m here to join in the fun! Am I not welcome here, respected Mr. Finn?” Natasha put extra emphasis on how she addressed Mr. Finn.
“Ms. Harmon, that was just a joke. Don’t take it to heart,” Morgan explained awkwardly. How was he know that she would appear at such terrible timing?
“A joke? It didn’t sound like one to me. You sounded so sure of yourself back there,” Natasha said, unperturbed.
“Well— Morgan could not find the words to excuse himself for what he said.
“Forget it; I’ll let that go. Now tell me, what’s going on here?” Natasha asked calmly.
“Ms. Harmon, here’s what happened.” Mr. Marcs was just about to explain when he was cut off by a glare from Natasha.
“Are you in a position to speak now?”
“Know your place!” Morgan turned to Mr. Marcs and scolded him. Then he turned back to Natasha and smiled apologetically.
“Ms. Harmon, it’s nothing much. It’s just that there’s someone here with unethical intentions who stole some Immortunols. I’m already handling it, and this will be settled in no time.”
“Oh? Who’s so audacious to steal Immortunols?” Natasha asked.
“It’s that rascal!” Morgan pointed at Dustin.
“Mr. Finn, are you sure it’s him?” Natasha looked like she was holding back a smile.
“Of course I’m sure!”
“And do you know who he is?” Natasha asked, amused.
“No matter who he is, he’s committed a grave offense by stealing the Immortunols! We need to ensure that justice is served!” Morgan declared in feigned righteousness.