The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame (Donald and Jennifer)

After leaving the casino, Donald initially wanted to kill a few more security guards in front of everyone to set off the alarm throughout the entire cruise. Upon leaving the casino, he realized that there was not a single person outside.

Even if the casino were a dangerous place earlier, it wouldn't be completely deserted, would it?

Donald continued along the path he had come from. Not long after, he realized that everyone had been gathered on the deck.

All the security personnel on the ship had also gathered on the deck, ready to deal with these wealthy businessmen standing there.

This way, naturally, no one would notice what exactly happened at the casino.

After all, in their eyes, Black Dragon was an invincible entity, someone that Donald couldn't possibly handle.

Heather stood on the elevated deck, bathed in moonlight, appearing exceptionally enchanting.

It was just that the sea breeze on this deck was indeed a bit stronger, making quite a few people feel somewhat chilly.

These wealthy businessmen, for the sake of prestige, brought along female companions who were all dressed in evening gowns. Wearing this kind of evening dress indoors wouldn't be an issue. After all, there's air conditioning inside.

But once they stepped outside, the sea breeze started blowing, and many women in backless dresses couldn't bear it anymore. "Ms. Jenner, is there something we can't discuss inside? I find it quite impolite calling us all out to the deck now."

"Yeah, it's so cold out here. Why do you insist on us standing outside? We want to go back, move aside."

Many of the wealthy merchants were hot-tempered. Without waiting for Heather's approval, they clamored to leave the deck.

Who would have known that as soon as a wealthy merchant approached the security personnel, the guard immediately raised his hand and shot the merchant right between the eyebrows? "Ah! Someone's been killed!"

With a single shot, the security personnel managed to completely intimidate all the wealthy businessmen.

Everyone wondered what in the world was happening.

They came here for a banquet, so how did it turn into a murder scene?

Seeing the faces of those wealthy merchants turn pale, Heather found it quite amusing. At the same time, she said to them with a smile, "Ladies and gentlemen, tonight's banquet is quite lavish, and the air conditioning in the room is very warm. However, before we all enjoy tonight's journey, we have a small project here that requires your investment."

Heather clapped her hands as she spoke.

Immediately, someone appeared before everyone, holding a small brown bottle.

"This is our company's exclusively developed D1 Life Pill. I believe many of you present here are already aware of this pill's existence. The reason you all are here tonight is for this pill, isn't that right?" Hearing Heather say this, all the wealthy merchants exchanged glances.

Until tonight, they all thought they were the exclusive agents for the D1 Life Pill business.

In other words, only they and Heather knew about it.

But now, Heather suddenly bringing up this D1 Life Pill implied that she had chosen to reveal the secret of its existence.

For them, there naturally wouldn't be anything like an exclusive agent.

"I believe everyone is already aware of how effective our pills are in fighting cancer. This is a very promising project and also a considerably large one. For the development of our company and to ensure everyone's interests, we have decided to change the previous sales model of the D1 Life Pills and adopt a crowdfunding approach."

Heather looked at the wealthy merchants present and added, "In other words, as long as each of you is willing to donate two hundred million upfront for the sales rights, you can then purchase the D1 Life Pills from us to sell. Of course, the cost of the tablets is calculated separately."

Upon hearing what Heather said, these wealthy merchants immediately became displeased.

Two hundred million only buys us eligibility?

Then, wouldn't we be suffering a huge loss?