Friends Bar.
"What's wrong?"
Lily noticed the change in Adam's expression.
"A businessman who exploits legal loopholes."
Adam suppressed his displeasure and replied flatly.
It was surprising.
But on second thought, it made perfect sense.
Friends Bar was now famous throughout New York's medical community.
It was practically the best bar in the eyes of New York's medical staff—their own bar.
Not only did people from the Medical Center come by every night,
but plenty of medical staff from other hospitals also came to have fun after hearing about it.
With so many medical professionals around, all sorts of people who made their living off hospitals naturally followed close behind.
Pharmaceutical reps, for example.
If Adam had not deliberately imposed restrictions, many major pharmaceutical reps would probably have come by every night to buy everyone drinks.
What was more, countless pharmaceutical reps had already lined up to buy shares in Friends Bar, only to be firmly turned down by Adam.
If pharmaceutical reps were like that, then Marla Grayson was naturally no exception.
If she wanted to expand her business in the future, she had to broaden her connections in the medical field and recruit more Attending Physicians as suppliers.
What better place was there to network than Friends Bar, where medical staff gathered?
But knowing that was one thing; accepting it was another.
The thought of her using the platform he had built to bolster her evil enterprise infuriated Adam.
Sure enough, no matter which version she was, Amazing Amy was just unbearable.
Fortunately, this Marla Grayson would not be so arrogant for much longer.
"Dr. Duncan, I'm Marla Grayson. It's a pleasure to meet you."
Marla Grayson walked over and held out her hand to Adam.
"Hello."
Adam returned the handshake without much warmth.
"Caroline told you about