Johnson Fefferman’s voice, just like the aura she exudes, carried a touch of gentleness.
Although both won possessed the intellect of career females, Elly Campbell and Johnson Fefferman have distinctly different vibes.
Compared to Elly’s sharp deanor, Johnson leaned more towards gentleness.
Elly, hearing such unreserved complints, rarely showed a hint of bashfulness on her face.
"Adam has great taste in choosing a wife."
Just as Elly was about to modestly reply, her shoulder was drawn over by a person beside her pulling a suitcase.
"If Adam didn’t have good taste, could he have found your sister-in-law?"
It was evident that Adam Jones and Johnson Fefferman had a good relationship, at least Adam’s attitude towards Johnson was distinctly different from the instinctively distant manner he held with other won.
Johnson shot him a glance and unceremoniously gave him a glaring look, starkly contrasting her elegance, and vented to Elly:
"Praise him for being chubby, and he’ll gasp."
Elly, unable to deny the humor, laughed.
The three went to a fancy French restaurant.
"Mr. Jones, Mrs. Jones, please follow , the three of you."
After placing their orders, Elly, being preoccupied with the matter of the dicine, wasn’t very interested in casual chatter.
However, she felt it inappropriate to bring up the issue of dicine just as they had gotten off the plane and hadn’t yet eaten.
Yet, Johnson seed to understand her well; after ordering, she only exchanged a few pleasantries with Adam Jones, asked about the Old Lady’s situation, and then initiatively broached the main topic.
"Before coming, my mom already told about the dicine issue."
Since Johnson brought it up, Elly naturally didn’t hold back and looked at her, eyes filled with a touch of anticipation.
Seeing Johnson glance towards her, she said, "Is it your sister-in-law’s friend?"
Elly nodded and explained Helen lendy’s situation to Johnson.
After explaining, she noticed Johnson frowning slightly and saying:
"You can’t even determine the source of the poison? If that’s the case, it will be quite challenging. If the drug’s components could be identified, the research could be targeted and faster."
Even though Elly wasn’t proficient in pharmacology, she knew that drug research typically takes at least ten to twenty years, requiring not only financial investnt but also the dedication of researchers and academic advancent.
Although Auston doesn’t lack talent in this field and she could provide unlimited funds,
ti is sothing she cannot control.
As Johnson noted, if the poison’s components could be analyzed, redies could be tailored, but clearly, it’s not that simple now.
Elly wasn’t very hopeful initially, but hearing Johnson’s words didn’t make her overly disappointed.
Johnson continued, "Sister-in-law, there’s another point. If current pharmaceutical companies can’t analyze the drug’s components, it may indicate that the person who developed this neurotoxin
might have skills surpassing those of Auston’s researchers. If this person remains elusive, your friend might never stand again."
Even though Elly had ntally prepared herself, she was pinning her hopes on Auston, a century-old pharmaceutical company.
So, when she heard Johnson’s discouraging words, her heart couldn’t help but sink.
She sat in her seat, silent for a long ti, feeling her hand clasped in Adam Jones’s palm.
She set aside her disappointing feelings and asked Johnson:
"Besides finding the person who created the poison, is there any other solution?"
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