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But in another six months, the scarcity would ease up. The prices of medicine and masks would drop significantly.
By then, business wouldn’t be this easy anymore.
Eliza ran the numbers again and decided that in the sixth month, she would dump about eighty percent of her remaining inventory–both masks and medicine.
That would bring in another big round of cash.
After all, plenty of other sellers were still scrambling to buy in bulk, hoping to resell at a markup.
As long as she timed it right, she could pull out before things turned south.
With everything planned out so precisely, a satisfied smile tugged at Eliza’s lips.
Heaven helps those who help themselves. She’d finally made it.
Looking at the profits in her warehouse, Eliza didn’t let the money sit idle. She immediately made a few investments.
She remembered that because of the pandemic, some pharmaceutical stocks had spiked. If she bought now and sold them off in three months, she’d make a tidy profit.
But before doing that, Eliza made sure to generate a solid return for Nolan first.
Meanwhile, Nolan stared at the 20 million that had just landed in his account–and only now realized he had completely underestimated Eliza’s capabilities.
Without hesitation, Nolan transferred the full 20 million back to her.
Eliza blinked when she saw the transfer notification. A message popped up on her phone.
Nolan: “Invest it for me.”
Eliza: “What?”
She remembered a few high–yield investment opportunities, but Nolan… he was just going to hand it over like that?
Nolan: “I’m out of masks and meds. I want to buy a few boxes.”
Eliza: “It’s fine. I’ll give them to you.”
Nolan: “I’ll pick them up myself.”
Eliza glanced around her messy apartment, then at her dusty, travel–worn clothes.
She hesitated. “That’s really not necessary…”
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Nolan: “I have your address. I’ll be there in two hours.”
Eliza checked the time.
Crap!
It was already four o’clock!
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She rushed to the warehouse floor and called out to the packing team, “Something came up–I’ve got to head out for a bit. Thanks for covering today!”
“Don’t worry about it–we’ve got this!”
Everyone at the warehouse thought Eliza was the boss’s daughter.
She didn’t correct them. She just left.
Back home, Eliza scrambled to clean up the mess in her apartment. She peeled off her dirty oversleeves and sneakers, tidied her hair, and washed her face in the bathroom.
When everything was finally in order-
She double–checked every corner of the apartment to make sure nothing looked chaotic, and only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.
At exactly six o’clock, the doorbell rang.
Eliza took a deep breath, quickly rehearsed what she was going to say to Nolan, then opened the door.
Standing outside was Nolan, wearing a mask and a black thermal jacket. He was over six feet tall, his face mostly hidden beneath a hat.
“Nolan…”
“I need to sit.”
Without waiting for a response, Nolan sank onto the couch in her living room.
He looked exhausted, slumping back against the cushions.
Hearing the fatigue in his voice, Eliza walked over and placed the medicine and masks she’d prepared in front of him. “Here’s what you asked for.”
“Mm.”
“Are you okay?”
Something felt off.
She stepped forward to feel his forehead.
But before her hand made contact, Nolan caught her wrist. “Stay away from me.”
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“You have a fever?”
Eliza froze.
“It’s nothing.”
“Nothing? Do you even realize how serious this flu is?”
Her expression darkened,
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In the early stages, it was highly contagious. If you got infected, you’d be running a high fever for at least three days.
For anyone with a weaker immune system, even four or five days wouldn’t be enough to recover.
“I’ve got a test kit. Let me check.”
Eliza ran into her bedroom and pulled a test strip out of her drawer.
A loud thud echoed from the living room.
Alarmed, she ran back out.
Nolan had collapsed on the floor, his forehead slick with cold sweat.
“What the hell…”
She rushed to help him up,
But she’d overestimated her strength. It took everything she had to finally get him propped back up on the sofa.
Not daring to waste another second, Eliza threw on a mask, pulled off Nolan’s, and reached for his nose to swab a sample.
But before she could touch him, Nolan stopped her hand.
“…I’ll do it myself.”
Eliza handed him the cotton swab for the test.
Nolan said, “Turn around.”
She turned her back, but couldn’t help feeling a little exasperated.
Of all times to care about appearances… really?
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