Chapter 93

"I’ll cure her, no matter what!" There was a stubborn glint in Summer Knight’s eyes. Come hell or high water, she was going to save Grace Hill. "Miss, don’t worry. King’s been cooking up some new formulas lately. I bet one of them will work for your friend." Zachary Collins tried to sound reassuring, though deep down, he knew the odds. It didn’t matter how many experts were on King’s payroll—without Summer’s secret recipes, they were basically useless. Truth be told, even if you gathered every brilliant mind in King, none of them could hold a candle to Summer Knight. If she couldn’t fix this, then... there was no hope left for Grace. "By the way, Miss," Zachary added, pouring her a glass of warm water, "Isabella Knight said no matter what price we throw out, she’s determined to buy that Z-type formula." He handed her the cup and asked, "So? How much are you thinking?" Summer took a sip, then set the glass down. "I don’t want her money." "Then what do you want?" "I want 20% of the Knigh