"Tell me your terms."

Arthur looked at her with a deep gaze.

"What's wrong with this man? Why didn't I think he was so hard to communicate with before?"

Remembering that her son was still with Arthur, Emma suppressed her anger and said, "It's not about my terms. I just don't have time."

"An hour ago, I asked my assistant to invest five million in your laboratory in the name of Wilson Group. I'll pay for all the follow-up experiments you're doing now. No matter how the experiments go for the next five years, Wilson Group will pay for them."

"Did you look into my background?"

Not only did he follow her to the university, but he also investigated what she was doing now.

Emma sneered in her heart. They were married for three years, but he didn't even know what she looked like. Even on the nights when they slept together, he didn't turn on the light. But now, he had run a thorough background check on her.

Arthur was silent for a few seconds before looking into the pair of eyes that he felt were particularly familiar. After a while, he said, "If I offended you, I'll apologize to you, I'm sorry.

"However, I'm sincerely inviting you to our Wilson Group. I hope you'll think about that offer."

She couldn't believe she had heard his apology.

A trace of astonishment flashed through Emma's eyes. "How much does he want me to go to Wilson Group?"

Thinking of this, Emma said, "Mr. Wilson, there's indeed a shortage of people in the field of pharmacists, but you don't necessarily have to hire me."

Arthur handed her a document. "Others can also do it, but I don't trust them."

Emma quickly finished reading the contents of the document. With her experience, it was obvious there was someone's data in it, including what kind of medicine the person had taken and how the person reacted to every medicine. Moreover, this person's condition was very serious.

"I know this disease. There are less than one in a hundred million patients in the world. It's a very rare disease."

"Yes, so I'm worried that you're the only one who can develop this kind of antigen."

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been looking for her for so long.

Emma looked at the data. Judging from the height and weight, the patient was a girl in her twenties. No wonder he had been indifferent to her for three years after they got married. It turned out he had already had a lover.

In that case, why did he have to follow his family's advice and marry her back then?

With his social status, wouldn't it be better for him to marry his lover.

Emma had wasted three years of her youth and feelings for nothing. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She closed the document with a snap. "Okay, I can do it, but what you mentioned just now wasn't enough."

"Go ahead."

"In addition to the laboratory's funds, I still need a lot of equipment."

"No problem."

He was a businessman, and the investment wasn't entirely because he wanted to hit her. Her studio had a lot of room for growth in the future, which was a good source of income for him.

But in Emma's opinion, Arthur was willing to do anything for this unknown woman.

"Mr. Wilson is quite generous." She felt a little uncomfortable.

"As long as you can come to the Wilson Group, all terms are negotiable."

"In that case, Mr. Wilson, you don't mind donating a few more laboratories to Styma, do you?"

Arthur's face suddenly darkened. He gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Ms. Death, you are really an excellent graduate. You are so considerate of your school."

Her studio and follow-up equipment alone would millions of dollars, and now she even asked him to donate a few laboratories to the school. It would cost him tens of millions of dollars.

Seeing Arthur's ugly expression, Emma didn't force him. "It's okay, I won't force you. As for going to the Wilson Group..."

"I'll donate the money!"

"How dare this woman threaten me!" thought Arthur

Emma raised her eyebrows and sneered. That woman was indeed his beloved. He was willing to spend as much money as needed.

"What other terms do you have? Just tell me."

"That's all."

Emma knew when to stop. What was more, she had her own selfish motives. Even if Arthur was unwilling to pay for this world-class complicated disease, she still wanted to study it.

"In that case, when can you come to the Wilson Group?"

"When I finish the experiment on hand. Don't worry. I won't go back on my word. I'll start studying this case in a few days."

With this, Arthur didn't say anything else.

After he left, Emma received another call from Harry. His voice was a little anxious. "Emma, where are you? Shall I pick you up for dinner? By the way, let's talk about how to get Louis back."

As long as Louis was with Arthur, his identity would have a higher chance of being discovered.

Harry didn't want Arthur and Emma to meet again.

"I'm at the school gate."

"Okay, I'll be there in two minutes."

As soon as Arthur got in the car, he received a call from home, saying that Louis had been asking to see him. He hung up the phone and asked the driver to go home.

Before he left, he saw a Maserati parked in front of Death. The driver opened the door for her with a smile and drove away.

Arthur slowly frowned and sneered. He thought she was a nerd, but he didn't expect her to be just like those women.