"Mr. Ford, care to try some of my goods?" The boss said, motioning for an aide to bring over a batch of pills.

Celeste's anger intensified at the sight.

However, striking now would blow her cover in front of Nathaniel, and escaping would be tough with so many eyes on them.

She gently pulled Nathaniel's arm to hold him back.

Nathaniel responded with a reassuring pat on her hand and turned down the boss's offer.

"I'm here for business talks. I have no interest in ...