"Alright, alright. Let's put all those behind us and talk business, shall we?" Matt stepped in to smooth things over. "Dustin, let's be professional here. I'm really interested in the company's rights. Here's a million-dollar check. I'd like to buy an allocation for the rights."

"A million dollars? Do you take me for a beggar?" Dustin found it ridiculous.

"Hey! Are you saying that a million dollars is too little? Aren't you getting greedy?" Julie protested indignantly. "Just because the Harmons' gave you a prescription formula, you think that you can flaunt your authority? You only have authority because you are affiliated with the Harmons!"

"Dustin, let's cut to the chase. Name your price; how much will it take for you to give me the company rights?" Matt tried his best to stay calm.

"No amount of money will be able to get you that. A person of your character is simply not qualified to obtain the company rights for Immortunol," Dustin flat-out rejected him.

"What? You're rejectin