Alice changed her shoes and walked over, taking a can of Coke from the fridge.
"Aunt Sarah, since this stuff sells so well, we can't keep selling it secretly in the hospital like thieves. That's against the rules and could get you fired."
"Huh?" Sarah stopped counting, looking a bit panicked. "Then what should we do?"
"We need to formalize. We need a brand."
Alice sat opposite her and said seriously.
"We need to register a company, apply for patents, and then turn this into a real business."
"But we don't have the capital, and registering a company is a hassle, plus there are taxes and FDA certifications..." Sarah hesitated.
"Money isn't an issue."
Alice quickly went upstairs and brought down a paper bag.
Inside lay tens of thousands of dollars she had taken from the Russian mob.
Of course, she wouldn't tell Sarah that the money was stolen.
"This is another part of the inheritance my mother left. The lawyer only recently helped me unfreeze it. It's enough for us to register an offshore company in the Cayman Islands or the Virgin Islands, and then set up an office in New York."
Alice told the lie without blinking.
In this house, she was already a master of lies.
She took out a piece of paper and wrote down a word.
Umbrella.
"Umbrella?" Sarah looked at the word. "Sounds like we're selling umbrellas."
"No, it represents protecting human health, shielding us from wind and rain like an umbrella."
Alice explained with a smile, though in her mind, she saw that red and white horror logo and a World full of zombies.
But in this chaotic World, using this name seemed to have a unique sense of dark humor.
"The full name of the company will be Umbrella Biotech. Our first product will be, well, the t-1 essence repair cream."
Alice quickly shifted into professional mode.
"Aunt Sarah, you will be the nominal legal representative and Chief Sales Officer of this company. And I will be in charge of technical research and development."
Sarah looked at her niece, who had a determined gaze and a powerful aura. For a moment, she felt Alice was no longer the little girl who needed taking care of, but a queen in control of everything.
"Alright, boss." Sarah swallowed and pushed the pile of money toward Alice. "I'll listen to you, as long as I don't have to go wash those damn bedsheets anymore."
Next door, at the Parker house.
Peter was lying on his bed, leafing through today's Daily Bugle.
His gaze didn't linger on the front-page news about the Osborn Group's plummeting stock price, but instead fixed on a black-and-white advertisement in the corner of the paper.
[Underground Wrestling Challenge]
[Location: Abandoned Shipyard, Brooklyn]
[Rules: No Rules!]
[Last three minutes in the ring to win $3,000!]
[Do you have the guts to challenge Crusher Hogan?]
Peter put down the newspaper and turned to look out the window.
Two blocks away was Mary Jane's house.
At that moment, a brand-new convertible stopped in front of her door. MJ's current boyfriend, that rich kid with the luxury car, was about to take her for a spin.
The roar of the V8 engine was particularly piercing in the quiet night, as if mocking Peter's poverty.
Peter clenched his fists.
He glanced at his wrist again, then at the sketch of the web-shooter Alice had helped him refine.
That power hidden under his skin, that incredibly tough spider silk.
$3,000!
With that money, he could buy a decent used car.
With a car, he would be qualified to ask MJ out, instead of only hiding behind the curtains like a coward, watching her leave in someone else's car.
"I have the power. I can win."
The teenager jumped off the bed, looking in the mirror at himself—his muscles were well-defined and full of explosive power after taking off his shirt.
His eyes burned with the flames of youth and desire.
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