Chapter 100
After bidding farewell to Kyle, Henderson emerged and was immediately surrounded by Justin and his bodyguards. Justin grinned obsequiously, saying, "How did it go, Mr. Khan? Did that little punk give you any trouble? If he did, we can go back in and teach him a lesson, ensuring he never forgets to respect you from now on."
He was suddenly slapped hard across the face, producing a loud, clear pop. He fell to the ground, immediately covering his face with his hand; a deep sense of confusion and hurt was evident in his expression. "Why did you do that, Mr. Khan?"
The other bodyguards' eyes widened in disbelief.
Henderson’s expression grew grim. He growled, "You had better forget everything that happened here today! If anyone dares to breathe a word about it, I’ll make them regret it for the rest of their lives."
Although Justin and the others were shocked by Henderson’s sudden shift in behavior, none dared to speak up. They knew that when Henderson was serious, there was no room for joking around. His position alone meant he could easily make them disappear without a trace.
"G-Got it, Mr. Khan."
Henderson lit a cigarette, a scowl on his face. "Those goddamn Khans always use me as their scapegoat! They’ll do anything to save their own skin. I’ll make them pay for this!"
Yet, as soon as he got into the car, the frivolous and undisciplined Henderson seemed to disappear, replaced by a calculating and composed version of himself. He had to maintain the facade; this was the person the Khan family expected—the one too powerless to rise against them. They expected nothing of him, considering him incapable. Acting differently would inevitably lead to more trouble.
Henderson flicked the ash off his cigarette and chuckled coldly. If this was what they wanted, he would gladly conform to their expectations.
Kyle, standing by the window, watched Henderson’s car drive off before calling Julian, the president of Prosperity Group. "Alright, give me a quick rundown of the Litewater project. If there’s nothing unusual, you can go ahead and launch it immediately."
Julian, on the other end of the call, leaped from his office chair, his face beaming with excitement. "We’re planning to roll out multiple variants, Mr. Archer. The first is a tenfold dilution, priced at $200,000 per bottle. The second is a hundredfold dilution, priced at $28,000 per bottle. The third is a hundred-thousandfold dilution, priced at $35 per bottle, comparable to regular drinks sold in stores.
"If we launch these three products, Prosperity Group will become a legendary company in Rhineland—maybe even worldwide! It will be unprecedented!"
Kyle knew the true effects of Lifewater. It was one of his creations, and the results were exactly as he expected. However, even these three products hadn't reached Lifewater's absolute limits. Nevertheless, once its effectiveness was proven, it would undoubtedly spark an unprecedented frenzy.
"You shouldn’t put all your eggs in one basket. We should ramp up the development of Litewater’s related products." Kyle narrowed his eyes. "You know that with great power comes great danger, right? If the stakes are high enough, people will become reckless.
"You know how much attention Lifewater will draw and how many will want a share of it? You must ensure the safety of your research team. If there are any issues, I’ll take care of them."
It was clear that any company amassing such vast profits would inevitably encounter unavoidable troubles. A company with revenues in the hundreds of billions or even trillions would naturally attract the envy of others, even at the expense of moral considerations. Yet, to survive in this world, one needed a lot of money and the endless resources that came with it.
Kyle’s abilities could earn him endless wealth, but improving those abilities always came at a great cost. Therefore, he had to work tirelessly to acquire everything he needed. Kyle was never someone who would blindly pursue short-term gains without considering the potential risks.
Having given his instructions, Kyle ended the call and turned his gaze toward the window. His face was bathed in sunlight, giving him an almost ethereal glow. It was impossible to fathom what unimaginable heights this serenely aloof young man aspired to reach.
It was a shame, though. Kyle should have been standing beside that woman, sharing such glorious moments. Yet, at this very moment, she no longer had the qualifications to do so.
Meanwhile, Helle, completely oblivious to what she had missed, sat smugly in her office, eagerly awaiting her special guest.
"It’s been so long since I’ve last seen you, Jess! You’ve really grown into a young lady. I still remember how you used to follow Faith and me around all the time. You don’t have to hold yourself back here. Just treat this place like your own."
Upon hearing that, Jess hesitantly raised her head. After seeing Helle’s kind and teasing smile, her tension gradually eased.