Chapter 60
Francine couldn't stop herself from laughing. The Traditional Medicine Investment Convention was established five years ago. Each year, the convention required attendees to show their invitation cards.
Due to economic inflation, the price of the invitation cards increased to a shocking half a million dollars. That was just to gain entry. To win the bid, one would need an extensive network of connections.
"I'd like to see how you'll make it through." Francine stood in Tabitha's way and stared her down. She could picture Sierra, dressed in a white bridal dress, walking down the street where Tabitha was humiliated, and making her way to the riverside.
Sierra would stand proudly like a queen at her wedding.
Tabitha turned around. She asked, "Can we really go in? Newtropolis has practiced the rule for five years. Attendees need to show their invitation cards."
The Traditional Medicine Investment Convention had made a name for itself in Chernea. Even famous pharmaceutical companies from
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