The Greatest Man Alive By Maveric Bowman

Rikkus was the place where Gussie had grown up, or course she wanted to go back there. However, she hadn't

been there for so many years. To her, the Reagan family in Rikkus was still a nightmare.

The reason why she was working so hard now was to accumulate enough capital to return to Rikkus and get back

everything that belonged to her.

Gussie didn't care about the so-called right to inherit the property, but since those people targeted her because of

that, she should make efforts to fight for it!

She looked at Nathan and repeated seriously, "I want to go back to Rikkus!"

Nathan nodded slightly and then said, "Good. You can go directly to Rikkus. Now you are stronger than before."

With Gussie’s current ability, she would only end up to death if she went back to Gussie to fight with the Reagan

family alone. However, Nathan would support her, and she would have the power to play with them.

"I hope I can accomplish something in Rikkus this time!" Gussie said with firm eyes.

"I believe it. You worked so hard after all." Nathan comforted her.

At around four o’clock in the afternoon, Nathan received a call.

"Mr. Evans, what’s the matter with your company? Today’s medicine has not been delivered, do you know that this

will delay our work?" a man shouted angrily.

"Sorry, Mr. Wordsworth! There's something wrong with our company, and I'll deal with it right away," Nathan

apologized hurriedly.

Mr. Wordsworth said impatiently, "What happened? If your medicines can't be delivered in time, don't blame me for

being rude!"

Nathan replied, "Sorry, Mr. Wordsworth, I can’t handle that!"

Mr. Wordsworth asked, "What's going on?"

Nathan said, "I offended someone, and now he's revenging on me! He said that there was something wrong with

my medicine, so they withheld my medicine and checked it slowly. I can do nothing about it..."

Mr. Wordsworth was stunned for a moment and then said angrily, "That's unreasonable! Doesn't he know that these

medicines will be delivered to our branches of the Rosefinch War Zone? Doesn't he know that the soldiers are

waiting for these medicines?"

Nathan rubbed his chin and said, "He should know that, but he said he didn't care about it..."

"Bastard, wait for me!" Mr. Wordsworth growled angrily and then hung up the phone.

Nathan stood up in a hurry and said to Gussie, "Let's go. We have to go to the company quickly. Mr. Wordsworth is

angry now, and we have to show our attitude."

Gussie chuckled and said, "Aren’t you in a hurry just now? Why are you so worried now?"

Nathan glared at her and said, "We must show a positive attitude in dealing with the matter, otherwise, if Mr.

Wordsworth finds that I'm so indifferent about not being able to deliver the medicine, he would be furious."

Gussie nodded and said, "That's right. Hurry!"

Nathan and Gussie left the coffee shop after paying the bill, and then they hurried back to the company.

In Poly Pharmaceutical, Mr. MacMillan was checking the medicines leisurely and carefully with his people.

"Mr. MacMillan, please don't be so hard on us this time. If we can't deliver the medicines, we will be blamed by

customers," the manager of the storage and transportation department begged Mr. MacMillan.

Mr. MacMillan said indifferently, "Why are you panicking? Drug safety is very important, and we must check these

medicines carefully. Otherwise, no one can afford the consequences if something goes wrong."

The manager sighed and gave up begging.

Mr. MacMillan came here early in the morning with his people, and they checked these medicines slowly one by one

for almost a day, but there was nothing wrong with them.

At this moment, Gussie drove back, and Nathan was the first to get out of the car. After getting out of the car, he

stretched himself.

The manager shouted, "Mr. Evans is back!"

When people saw Nathan coming back, they couldn't help but cheer up.

"Mr. Evans!"

Nathan was their backbone, and they all thought that Mr. MacMillan, who came to make trouble, would be in

trouble.

Mr. MacMillan sneered and thought.

It's still useless! As long as Poly Pharmaceutical makes a shipment, we will come to check it every time!

Nathan walked directly to Mr. MacMillan and said, "Hi, Mr. MacMillan. Are you so bored to personally led your team

to check our medicines?"

Mr. MacMillan lit a cigarette and said, "Yeah. Drug safety is important, and it must be supervised carefully.

Otherwise, it would be a life-and-death matter if something goes wrong!"

Nathan asked, "How is the checking? Are there any problems with these medicines?"

Mr. MacMillan sighed, "We’re still working on it. I don’t know if there are any problems with them for the time being.

We will know when we finish this. Mr. Evans, am I delaying your business?"

Nathan said with a smile, "No!"

"Mr. Evans, he did it on purpose! They ask us to re-open the medicines for them to check And after they are done,

we have to re-pack it!" An employee yelled in dissatisfaction.

He was a transporter.

These transporters lived on routes to deliver medicine. They wouldn't get paid because they were delayed for the

whole day today. They didn’t care who the man was, but they knew that he was the one who made them not be

able to work.

Nathan glanced at Mr. MacMillan and said, "Mr. MacMillan, is that true?"

"What? Yeah, I'm picking a fight here on purpose, so what? Besides, it's my duty to make trouble for you drug

dealers," Mr. MacMillan responded with a sneer.

Nathan's eyes turned cold, and then he said, "Do you know the consequences of doing this? You're delaying not only

our delivery of medicine but the hospital's treatment. This is a life-and-death matter..."

Mr. MacMillan yawned and said, "Then you can kneel and apologize to me. If you beg me for mercy, maybe I'll let

you go this time. What? You don't want to? If you don't want to, then we can only continue our work!"

Mr. MacMillan said with an arrogant tone and wanted to force Nathan to bow his head.

Nathan looked at him with a half-smile and said, "If these medicines cannot be delivered, Poly Pharmaceutical will

certainly suffer losses. However, the person who suffers the most is not us, but you!"

"Hahaha!" Mr. MacMillan's subordinates burst into thunderous laughter and all shook their heads.

Mr. MacMillan looked at Nathan with disdain and said, "Really? What will you do to make me suffer this loss?"