Chapter 659

Josiah's face twisted into a bitter, mocking sneer. "The truth will always come to light! Old Forrest, I know you're closer to Lucas Grant, but that doesn't mean you can play favorites with project funding! You accuse me of wasting state resources, but isn't he doing the same?" "If I recall correctly, his research focus for the past two years has been on C.F.G. extraction—with nothing to show for it. Now he suddenly pivots to 'Gene Repair and Cellular Regeneration'? You expect me to believe he'll produce results within six months?" Silas's entire body trembled with rage at the accusation of favoritism, his face flushing crimson. But then he took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. "Believe what you will, but let me make this clear: this R&D funding was specifically allocated by the state to Bradely's biopharmaceutical lab. He's given his word—a military pledge—that he'll deliver phased results within six months to a year." "If you still think I'm playing favorites, go ahead