Chapter 32 Young Master Ziven, I Mean Business!

• “Young Master Ziven, are you listening?” Arielle was wearing a frown while wondering what Ziven was thinking about. She looked downward, but before she could see what he was looking at, he repeated her words casually, “A formula?”
• “Yeah! You can refer to it as either a formula, or a refinery method.” Arielle got serious at the mention of it. “It’s the formula for a product that Century Group is developing, Femmlyne—”
• Ziven’s gaze darkened as soon as she mentioned it. “How do you know about Femmlyne?”