Chapter 459

Owen had assumed the formulas he gave to Jordan would produce hit products. He was expecting the Foster family to be defeated so badly they wouldn't know what hit them. And these products would generate considerable profits once marketed. Jordan Pharmaceuticals' stock price should have been soaring, not dropping. It had indeed risen 50 percent in the last few days. How could it drop 20 percent in a single day? The medical industry in Centuria had caught wind of the rumors from Jorsproburgh. But Owen paid no heed to them. After all, it was only scented elixir pills. The Fosters' head was a puppet of the Hayes family. If there was any pill prescription, they could easily get their hands on it. There was no reason for him to lose. Jordan frowned at the message, unsure how to reply to Owen. His subordinates were still chattering, rubbing salt into his wound. "The commission rate they're offering is too tempting. No one can resist." "Exactly. We're surrounded by the pharmacies of th