The Luckiest Dumb Doctor

“Mr. Simmons, sorry for the delay in transferring the goods. It took some time and made you wait; fortunately, it didn’t disrupt our factory’s production.”

With a face full of proud smiles, Ethan Locke seemed to be deliberately showcasing the strength of the Locke family by boasting:

“Mr. Simmons, please let me know in advance how much more raw materials you’ll need, and I’ll start preparing for you right away.”

Marvin Simmons looked up, his smile not quite reaching his eyes, and said, “Oh? Does the Locke family still have more goods in hand?”

“This…”

Ethan Locke was taken aback. He had already found out that once this batch of goods was replenished, Westland Pharmaceuticals would not be in need anymore.

What did Marvin Simmons mean by that?

The Locke family’s business in medicinal materials wasn’t large; this batch was hastily put together, and it even included materials secretly swapped from Greg Jensen.

Where could the Locke family possibly find more goods?

Despite this, Ethan Locke, with a forced smile, said, “This… should Mr. Simmons require it, the Locke family will spare no effort.”

“Heh, spare no effort?”

Marvin Simmons chuckled lightly, his expression suddenly turning cold as he said indifferently, “You can go now.”

Ethan Locke, pondering how to continue his boast, was stunned by the words and asked subconsciously, “How much more goods will be needed afterwards?”

“How much more goods will be needed has nothing to do with the Locke family anymore.”

“Nothing to do with us? Mr. Simmons, what do you mean by that?”

Marvin Simmons slightly lifted his eyelids and said coolly, “Our cooperation with the Locke family at Westland Pharmaceuticals ends here. Was I clear enough?”

Boom!

Ethan Locke felt a buzz in his head, his whole person froze instantly, his face filled with disbelief.

He had been counting on the supply privilege to forge a good relationship with the Simmons family and to facilitate his control over the Locke family.

He even hoped that in the future, he could leverage the Simmons family’s connections to take the Locke family’s wealth and status even further.

To suddenly hear that they were being kicked out of the supplier’s list, how could he accept this?

“Mr. Simmons… Mr. Simmons, let’s talk this over, have I done something to displease you?”

With a strained face and a forced smile, Ethan Locke said, “If I’ve done something wrong, please point it out, and I’ll rectify it immediately.”

“Ha, with such audacity to tamper with the goods in Westland Pharmaceuticals’ warehouse, who am I to point fingers at you?”

Marvin Simmons said, with a hint of sarcasm, then leaned back in his chair and fell silent.

Confused, Ethan Locke didn’t understand.

Wasn’t the deal with Greg Jensen approved by you?

Why suddenly bring this up now?

Ethan Locke was utterly bewildered by him and asked cautiously, “Mr. Simmons, has something happened?”

Marvin Simmons glanced at him and slid the tablet across the table, saying, “Take a look for yourself.”

Ethan Locke took the tablet with suspicion, and upon opening it, his expression involuntarily darkened.

He thought this video was from Westland Pharmaceuticals’ security cameras and couldn’t help feeling annoyed as he frowned and said:

“Mr. Simmons, that’s not very honorable of you. Didn’t you say you had deleted the surveillance footage? Why keep this video then?”

“Heh, if you had any brains, you’d see that this video didn’t come from the security cameras but was deliberately recorded by someone.”

“Recorded?”

Ethan Locke was startled, took a closer look, and indeed, he noticed the camera was slightly shaking, clearly filmed with a handheld device.

Staring blankly, he said, “You mean to say… this video wasn’t recorded by you?”

With a cold face, Marvin Simmons said, “Do you think I have that much free time?”

Realizing the severity of the issue, Ethan Locke’s face turned pale, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

“Alright, let’s just call off our cooperation, and I will have someone send a notice to the Locke family shortly,”

Marvin Simmons said with an impatient face, gave Ethan Locke a cold stare, and stood up and walked out of the office.

“Mr. Simmons, wait a moment…”

Seeing this, Ethan Locke hurriedly chased after him, but Marvin Simmons simply ignored him, didn’t even look back as he got into his car, and then drove off.

“Aiden Clark, if I find out who did this, I’ll never forgive them!”

…

Jamae City medicinal herb processing plant.

Greg Jensen sat leisurely on the couch, sipping tea while Marvin Walker, Felix Cooper, and others sat across from him, staring at him with big eyes watching the small ones.

Taylor Ware frowned impatiently and said, “Greg, just how long do we have to wait?”

Marvin Walker had been anxious for a while, and hearing the general manager speak, he followed up, “Yeah, we’ve been waiting for so long now, why don’t we just call Westland Pharmaceuticals?”

If Greg said there was still a chance with the supply deal, they might still believe him, but to say that Westland Pharmaceuticals was begging for cooperation, that would be a bit far-fetched.

Westland Pharmaceuticals was the best pharmaceutical company in Jamae City and was very famous even in Qin Province, whereas the Jamae City medicinal herb processing plant was just an obscure little enterprise.

Why would they be begging you for cooperation?

Isn’t this a joke?

Greg took a sip of tea, gently set the cup down on the coffee table, and said indifferently, “Didn’t I say an hour? What’s the rush?”

Taylor Ware looked at Greg Jensen, her brow furrowed, and said, “Wait on your own then, I’m gonna call Marvin Simmons and ask.”

Just then, the secretary suddenly burst in, gasping, “Ms. Ware, you’d better come down and see, Mr. Simmons from Westland Pharmaceuticals is here.”

Taylor Ware, seeing her like this, thought the workers had caused some trouble and sprung to her feet, but after hearing the second part of the sentence, she froze in place.

She asked with a dumbfounded expression, “Who did you say is here?”

“Mr. Simmons from Westland Pharmaceuticals! The doorman called me; he’s already come in.”

“Quick, come down with me to meet him!”

Taylor Ware finally snapped out of it and hurried out.

Marvin Walker and the others did the same, all standing up, planning to follow Taylor Ware to meet Marvin Simmons.

“Sit down!”

Everyone was startled and turned to look at Greg Jensen.

Taylor Ware frowned and said, “Greg, this is not the time to be spiteful. If we offend him…”

Before she could finish, Greg interrupted her, saying, “Sit down and wait. Haven’t you heard that it’s no deal if you have to pester them?”

“But…”

“I told you to sit down.”

Seeing Greg’s expression turn cold, Taylor Ware was somewhat displeased, but remembering his recent ‘prediction,’ she huffed and sat back down.

Marvin Walker said anxiously, “Ms. Ware, you’re…”

Taylor Ware said with a cold face, “Didn’t you hear what Mr. Jensen said? Sit back down and wait. If the deal falls through and we go bankrupt, that’s his problem, why should you worry?”

“Well… alright.”

Marvin Walker and the other two exchanged glances and obediently sat back down on the couch, their look of urgency not diminishing, but growing even stronger.

Seeing Taylor Ware’s petulant manner, Greg Jensen couldn’t help but smile, and said, “Relax, it’s fine. Marvin Simmons won’t get angry over this; he’s even more anxious than you are right now.”

Taylor Ware gave him a glance and didn’t say a word.

Just then, a knock on the door suddenly sounded.

Taylor Ware quickly called out, “Come in.”

The door opened, and the secretary walked in with Marvin Simmons.