While Alex was observing Wilford, the old man was also doing the same.
He could feel the callus on Alex's hand and no matter how much he stared at Alex, he wasn't able to erase this uncanny feeling as if this person was hiding something.
"It's pleasant to meet the saviour of Arkham."
"You are flattering me. I am doing this just for business." Alex chucked a bit.
Both of them separated and they sat down while Wilford tilted his head just a bit which didn't go unnoticed in Alex's eyes.
"So, why did you want to meet me?" Alex asked straight to the point.
Wilford smiled and spoke, "You know very well why I am here?"
He took a vial of Golden water and put it on the mini table before them.
"You said, you are doing this for business."
"As you know everything has a price, the recipe for these things must also have a certain price, doesn't it?"
"Why not? The matter is whether you could give me that price or not." Alex smirked.