I Breathe Euro

Chapter 163 Are you not My Father-in-law as well?

Jack, after turning off the TV, went down to eat something, as it was lunchtime and he was hungry.

As soon as he reached the restaurant of the hotel, which was complimentary for him, he started with a huge hamburger steak.

As he was eating on his own alone, Amanda and her father returned; they were taking big breaths and looked tired.

"What happened to you guys?" Jack, while chewing the meat, took a sip from the cola and asked nonchalantly.

"Nothing. Can we sit down?" Amanda's father asked.

"Well, there are lots of tables open; you can sit there," Jack said he was not interested in teenage bullshit.

"No, we have something to discuss with you," Amanda's father said seriously.

"Alright, Sit down, but don't expect something from me," Jack said as he was eating.

"Sir, no doctor, We've actually misjudged you; for that, I am very sorry for the both of us." Mr. Smith lowered his head with an apologetic look.

"It's alright. Don't worry about it," Jack said in a casual tone.

"You're very kind, Doctor. You even saved my daughter at the club—I can't put into words how grateful I am," Mr. Smith said, his tone suggesting he was searching for the right words, as if there was more he wanted to say.

"It's alright. Don't fret it," Jack said as he pushed a huge piece of meat inside his mouth.

"Doctor, you're welcome to visit my town. I've heard doctors like you are always eager to delve deeper into research. As a token of my gratitude, I can offer you a place to stay," Mr. Smith said in a hushed tone.

"Do you have a research facility in your little town?" Jack asked, as he looked towards Amanda, who was greedily looking at Jack's steak.

"I've a research facility in my town, yes. Not that big, but it can work for you," Mr. Smith said as he was trying to hold back his daughter.

"What do you want in return for providing me with the research facility?" Jack asked, his tone steady yet curious. As he spoke, he gently picked up another bite of food with his fork and held it out for Amanda, who accepted it with a small smile. His actions were casual, but his eyes remained fixed on Mr. Smith, studying him intently, as though trying to gauge the true motive behind the offer.

"Well, I can't hide it for long anyway," Mr. Smith said. "I had two Germans working in that lab—one was a medical researcher, the other a pharmacologist. Both were survivors of World War II." His eyes flicked to his daughter, contentedly eating whatever Jack offered her.

"Alright, so? What's the catch?" Jack asked, sounding indifferent.

"They were working on a medicine. I want you to finish it and give me just one percent of the total revenue—or, if you sell it, I'll take one percent of the sale," Mr. Smith replied plainly.

"What kind of medicine were they working on?" Jack asked, as he was a little interested in such a subject.

"Making superhuman soldiers for the old regime, they half succeed, but there were side effects too."

"Superhuman?" Jack's interest was piqued as he was also going to research the same concept and make a God to take out anything in his way.

"Yes, have you watched the movie 'Captain America'? That kind "Mr. Smith said, then grabbed Amanda, who was eating shamelessly.

"I didn't see the movie. Well, strong and smart?" That's basic," Jack said, as he also wanted to see what those veterans were doing.

"Alright, where's the place?" Jack asked, as he wanted to go there with Clark to experiment on him.

"IronV Ville, a small town, Eighty percent of people in the town work for me," Mr. Smith said smilingly.

Jack just looked at him while feeding broccoli to Amanda and smiled.

"I need some time; I need to settle something, so not today. Tomorrow morning, how are we going there?" Jack asked as he wanted to deal with the hotel on his building, and the manager didn't even call back.

"Yes, doctor, no worries; we're going to wait. My friend is the director of the Oman Hotel in the Crown Building. We'll stay there," Mr. Smith said as he wanted to leave Jack alone for his work.

"Crown Building?" Jack questioningly looked at Amanda's father.

"Yes, it's the building." Mr. Smith wanted to tell Jack where the crown building is.

"I know where it is—I own that building," Jack said, raising his hand to signal Mr. Smith to stop explaining.

"Eh?" Mr. Smith was shocked to hear such a thing, as the building they were talking about was around three billion dollars, and his own net worth was around two billion.

"Come here, Amanda," Jack said softly, noticing the grease smudged on her beautiful face. As she approached, he gently took a napkin and wiped her small mouth with care.

" T...the person who entered the room in the morning was saying he was your father-in-law?" Mr. Smith asked as he was happy for his daughter, who was getting closer to Kack by the second, but he was a little worried as well.

"Well, are you not my father-in-law as well?" Jack asked as Amanda was enjoying Jack's gentle touch on her lips.

"Doctor, she's my treasured daughter, not your plaything," Mr. Smith said, his tone tinged with anger as he glared at Jack.

"First of all, I will treasure her as well," Jack replied, his voice unwavering, "and remember this always: I don't play with women—I only love them."

" We'll see about that later; for now, let's focus on the research. We'll be here tomorrow sharp at two in the noon; will that be okay?" Mr. Smith skipped the part of his daughter as she was infatuated with Jack.

"That will be fine. Hey, you're from here, right? Buy me a beautiful handgun, and can you exchange money for me?" Jack asked, as he was used to spending money like it was nothing.

"I'll bring a handgun for you tomorrow, and yes, how much do you want to convert?" Mr. Smith asked.