Looking at Tiffany's arrogant and smug face, Davina gritted her teeth but eventually held back her anger.
"Miss, this Ganoderma is of great use to me. Can you transfer it to me? I can give you twenty million!" She tried to suppress her emotions.
"Do you think daddy's money can buy everything? You want my Ganoderma? Dream on!"
Tiffany clutched the wooden box, strutting arrogantly.
Davina was furious at her words. She had never been so humiliated in her life.
Finally, she glared at Ethan in frustration, "Ethan! I don't care anymore. You figure it out!"
Seeing this, Ethan had no choice but to speak up, "Tiffany, may I ask what you need this hundred-year-old Ganoderma for?"
"That's none of your business!"
Tiffany glared, "I'm telling you, no matter what you say today, I will not sell this Ganoderma!"
"Such a large Ganoderma, if you use it for medicine, you won't be able to use it all. What if..."