Taibai And A Qin

Ethan Smith walked down the empty street, cigarette in mouth, shaking his head and forcing a bitter smile. Who could have imagined that after three years of marriage, all that remained was betrayal?
He vowed to make that woman regret what she had done and promised to make everyone who had been good to him live a good life.
Yes, it was Emily Taylor, the woman who had helped him out of the abyss of despair when he hit the lowest point in his lifetime.
"Emily, it's time for me to take care of you."

Mrs. and Mr. Smith

Seeing the increasingly broad smile on Pat Noble's face, Ethan Smith finally breathed a sigh of relief.


*These two father and son, really are cut from the same cloth—they both love flattery.*


Pat Noble, seemingly feeling a bit awkward, cleared his throat and said seriously, "What you said isn't wrong, but you should understand what this Ten-thousand-year-old herb represents."


*Trying to get him to hand over the herb with mere flattery? That's absolutely impossible.*


The ultimate deciding factor in negotiations still depended on mutual value, which invariably tied to personal capabilities.


Pat Noble said in a deep voice, "If I give this herb to you, what benefits will I gain?"


Ethan thought for a moment and then said, "I am an alchemist. I can concoct pills for you, any kind you need."


Pat waved his hand and shook his head. "That's not enough," he said.


Chapter 733: Ms. Hayward Has Arrived_1