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Chapter 524 - 488: The Most Wonderful Poison

Chapter 524: Chapter 488: The Most Wonderful Poison

Southern F, Ciwane, this is the administrative capital of Southern F.

In a privately owned estate with graceful decorations, an elderly man with a face full of spots and white hair sat in a wheelchair, gazing out at the garden through the window.

The weather was nice today, but regrettably, his body could not withstand the wind outside, so he could only stay indoors. No matter how beautiful the scenery was, he could only appreciate it through a pane of transparent glass.

The estate boasted a garden, fountains, a swimming pool, a small horse stable, and even a private helicopter. It was extremely luxurious, yet the old man, living in this vast estate, could truly enjoy very little of it.

His name was Celeon, the true helmsman of the Mandela family. In terms of power, status, and money, he was certainly among the select few at the very top of Southern F’s hierarchy. At this age, however, what he pursued was no longer these things; he sought life, longevity!

"Master, Mr. Simon has arrived."

A man dressed as a butler entered the room and spoke softly to Celeon.

Celeon moved his eyelids and said in a hoarse voice, "Let him in."

"Yes."

Shortly after, the butler led in a white man in a suit and leather shoes.

Celeon pressed a button, maneuvered his electric wheelchair, and slowly turned to face the newcomer.

"Respected Mr. Celeon, we meet again."

Simon placed his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly to Celeon.

Celeon nodded, "Mr. Simon, please take a seat."

Simon sat on the sofa opposite Celeon, his face full of smiles as he watched Celeon, "The president has heard about the matter at sea, and he asked me to express his gratitude to you."

Celeon nodded with an expressionless face, "Good."

Simon, undeterred by Celeon’s cold demeanor, continued, "Additionally, the third phase of the Pharmaceuticals has made a breakthrough, and results should be coming out soon."

Upon hearing this, Celeon’s expression noticeably changed, and his eyes became sharp as he stared intently at Simon, "When will we have results?"

The reason Celeon had partnered with ’Paradise’ and even sponsored them with a great deal of money was for the Longevity Potion produced by ’Paradise.’

The Longevity Potion made by ’Paradise’ required a monthly injection, with one year making a phase, and each phase of the potion differed.

Celeon had his first injection of ’Paradise’s’ potion five years ago, and during that year when he was in the prime of the potion’s effects, he regained a sense of vitality in his body and could clearly feel improvements in his physical condition.

However, in the second year, the effectiveness started to wane, and his health began to decline. By the end of the third year, Celeon had returned to his original, completely decrepit state, forcing him to start injections of the second phase of the Longevity Potion developed by ’Paradise.’

But the effects of the second phase were destined to be much poorer than the first phase; otherwise, it would not be called a Longevity Potion, but rather an Elixir of Life.

By the fourth year, having fully injected the second phase of potion, Celeon’s health had improved quite a bit. But within less than five months of stopping the drugs, his health began to worsen again, which made him want to continue with the Longevity Potion.

Since the first and second phases of the potion had no effect on Celeon anymore, he could only wait for ’Paradise’ to develop a third phase. This is why he became so agitated upon hearing that the third phase was close to completion from Simon.

Even though Celeon’s private doctors said that his physical condition was maintained well and he was not in immediate life-threatening danger, after experiencing muscles no longer wasting away, a powerful heartbeat, and a body rejuvenated with vitality—a feeling as if returning to youth—Celeon did not want to remain in his current decrepit state, not for a single second!

Simon, looking at Celeon with a friendly smile, said, "Mr. Celeon, rest assured, you are our company’s top-tier client. As soon as the third phase of the Pharmaceuticals is successful, you will definitely be among the first to receive the potion."

Celeon’s gaze bore into Simon with a somber intensity, "I need a specific time! When can I get the Pharmaceuticals?"

Simon’s expression remained unchanged, "I’m sorry, Mr. Celeon, the development is not under my supervision, so I cannot give you a specific time. All I can promise is to expedite it as much as possible."

Celeon’s hands gripped the armrests of his wheelchair, veins bulging on the back of his hands, his expression clearly displeased, and he remained silent, with a stern face.

The butler, who had been standing silently to the side, suddenly stepped forward and spoke, "Does Mr. Simon have any other business? My master is feeling unwell and needs to rest."

Mr. Simon’s expression stiffened, likely not expecting a butler to directly tell someone to leave, yet Celeon seemed to agree.

"Oh, there is one more thing I need to ask Mr. Celeon for. May I have a little more time?" Simon said with a smile, looking towards the butler.

The butler turned to glance at Celeon and then took a step back, "Go ahead."

Simon looked at Celeon, "Mr. Celeon, according to our intelligence, Hua Jian Security has already sent people to Southern F. The company hopes that the Mandela family can make sure that the people sent by Hua Jian Security stay in Southern F permanently."

Hearing this, Celeon narrowed his eyes, "Dealing with two ships at sea is a minor matter, but Hua Jian Security has the backing of Hua Country. Are you asking the Mandela family to step on a landmine?"

Simon shook his head, "No, no, no. Please trust me, Hua Country will not intervene directly. The ones you’ll be dealing with are only Wu Power and a bunch of thugs."

Celeon said, "Even if Hua Country does not intervene directly, killing people from the East Cape Commerce Association and killing Wu Power are two different things. You are not willing to tear your face with Hua Country, and neither am I."

Simon persisted, "But Mr. Celeon, the situation now is that even if you do not want to confront Hua Country head-on, they will certainly take action against the Mandela family. Wu Power has already brought people to Southern F. Do you really think they’re here just for travel?"

Celeon let out a light laugh, "My Mandela family has been in Southern F for so many years; self-preservation is more than sufficient. Like you said just now, if Hua Country does not intervene directly, and it’s only Wu Power and a bunch of thugs, why should I be concerned?"

Simon questioned, "Are you planning to just stay passive on defense?"

Rather than answering Simon directly, Celeon said, "We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it."

While he had indeed fired the first shot for ’Le Yuan,’ he had no intention of frontally confronting ’Le Yuan’ with Hua Jian, let alone Hua Country. Trapping a commerce association reliant on maritime shipping in Southern F was as easy as flipping his hand, and that was sufficient. He only needed to serve as a threat; the rest was ’Le Yuan’s’ own business. Even if ’Le Yuan’ continued to hide and not take action, he had ways to lead Wu Power and his men towards ’Le Yuan’s’ problems.

However, ’Le Yuan’ was not so easily dismissed. Simon, concealing his smile, leaned forward and looked at Celeon, "Mr. Celeon, as I said earlier, the company is at a critical point in the research and development of the third phase of pharmaceuticals. If disrupted now, I fear it could affect the research."

Celeon was taken aback and then glared at Simon fiercely, "Are you threatening me?"

Although he was of a venerable age, confined to a wheelchair, unable to even stand, the man who held sway over a family like the Mandela’s, now glared with the fury of an angry lion, his presence terrifying.

Simon remained composed, knowing very well that a single word from the old man in front of him would lead to his being seized and dismembered, thrown into the sea to feed the fish, but he showed no fear, holding Celeon’s gaze.

After a few seconds of staring each other down, Celeon’s angry expression subsided, and he spoke wearily, "You can go back. I need to think about this matter."

Simon stood up with a smile, bowed slightly to Celeon, "Please give me your response as soon as possible."

With that, he turned and left.

After Simon left, the room fell into silence once again.

The butler opened his mouth to speak, "Master..."

Celeon shook his head, "You go out too, I want to be alone for a while."

"Yes."

Simon stood up with a smile, bowed slightly to Celeon, "Please give me your response as soon as possible."

With that, he turned and left.

After Simon left, the room fell into silence once again.

The butler opened his mouth to speak, "Master..."

Celeon shook his head, "You go out too, I want to be alone for a while."

"Yes."