Cliff Golden glanced at the medicine package in Philbert Duncan's hand and said coldly, "Do you want me to take the fall for this? If they find out that I killed the team leader, will they trust me?"
Philbert Duncan slightly furrowed his brows and replied, "What else then? Are you expecting me to do it? Then what do I need you for?"
Cliff Golden sneered and said, "Do you think I'm a fool? When you achieve your goal, you'll just ignore everything else?"
"Do you know who you're talking to?" Philbert Duncan's eyes narrowed.
"I don't care who you are, I'm just cooperating with you, not under your command." Cliff Golden retorted coldly.
The atmosphere instantly became tense, with both parties facing each other, seemingly on the brink of breaking off negotiations.
At this moment, Urban Dittman hurriedly interjected, "Isn't this simple? Just find someone to take the blame. It's not like you don't have enough people."