"Hello, Mr. Brunner. This is Michael Rhodes. I wanted to ask you about something," Michael said, forcing a polite tone as the call connected.

Stephen's voice came across as indifferent. "Oh, it's you, Mr. Rhodes. I'm busy, so just get to the point."

Michael hesitated, then asked, "Well, I heard your Glorious Pharmaceuticals is working with Andrew Lloyd. Is that true?"

Stephen responded nonchalantly, "Of course it's true. I'm in the middle of overseeing several factories rushing production for Mr. Lloyd as we speak. Now, unless you have something important, don't waste my time."

Michael's jaw dropped in shock. "You're not joking, right? You're actually producing for Andrew?"

Stephen sighed impatiently. "Michael, do I sound like I'm joking? I told you—I'm busy making sure things get done for Mr. Lloyd. I don't have time for your nonsense."

"Wait a second—" Michael stammered, his voice rising with anger. "What the hell is this? Mrs. Rhodes personally reached out to you before,