Martin stared at my outrageous asking price, his teeth clenched as he counted all those zeros. In the end, he agreed, but it was obvious he felt like he was cutting into his own flesh to do it.He thought he'd struck gold, but a few months later, my pharmaceutical company nearly gave him a heart attack.I had used the Klein family's own money to quickly set up a brand-new production line, turning that secret formula into a mass-produced pharmaceutical.In the blink of an eye, what was supposed to be an exclusive, ridiculously expensive drug became a cheap, over-the-counter medicine available on every street corner. And the cheaper version worked just as well as the one he'd paid a fortune for.Even though he was seething inside, he couldn't say a word about it publicly. After all, nothing mattered more to him than keeping his condition a secret.As my production capacity grew, I used the same playbook to bring the other secret formulas to market.Unlike other pharmaceutical com
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