THE DIVORCE GAMBIT From Dumped Wife to CEO's Forever novel Chapter 683

[LOL! Weren't the Eldermereans just bragging about their new malaria cure? Now that Director Smith has cured epilepsy, they must be absolutely furious.]

[Those people have no shame. They even tried to steal Dr. Oracle from us.]

[Just for that, we shouldn't sell them the cure. Let those selfish bastards suffer.]

[Director Smith is a legend!]

[I hope Director Smith stands his ground. Even if they come groveling, he can't sell the cure to them.]

[…]

Within two hours of the announcement, the lab's international account had over a million comments, and the platform's app crashed repeatedly. The names "Smith" and "Dr. Oracle" shot to the top of the international trending charts. Smith was trending for his cure, and Dr. Oracle was trending because of his cure.

Everyone knew Dr. Oracle was a living legend in the medical world, credited with countless miracles. Yet even someone of her stature hadn't managed to find a definitive cure for epilepsy. The fact that Smith had succeeded was a testament to his incredible skill. The internet erupted in a fierce debate: who was the superior doctor, Smith or Dr. Oracle?

[Is that even a question? It's obviously Professor Smith.]

[I still think it's Dr. Oracle. She single-handedly saved an entire tribe, and they still have a statue of her there.]

[They're both medical titans. There's no need to compare them.]

[…]

Sitting in his office, Smith scrolled through the trending topics, a look of immense satisfaction on his face. He never imagined he would achieve this level of fame in his lifetime, let alone see his name trending alongside the great Dr. Oracle. It was an honor no other doctor had ever received.

"That's right," Smith nodded. True masters of their craft didn't care for such fleeting fame. Just look at Dr. Oracle.

"In that case," Ennio continued, "when do you plan to officially release the epilepsy cure to the public?"

Smith lit a cigarette. "No rush. In three days."

The more precious and rare something was, the more people desired it. He couldn't have his Smith Pill becoming as common as aspirin you could buy at any corner store.

*Three days?* Ennio was puzzled. He'd been in and out of the lab and knew for a fact that a hundred thousand pills had already been mass-produced. There was no need to wait.

"Very well, Director," Ennio said, nodding. "I'll go inform the reporters to stop waiting."