"My purpose for existing is tied to Damien needing this potion to survive. So, if Damien no longer needs it, what purpose would I have left?" Joanna Jacobs's eyes were serious as she looked at the two assistants. "And by that same logic, if I lose my purpose, you'll lose yours, too."
The two assistants listened to Joanna Jacobs, feeling that while her words seemed to make some sense, they were also completely illogical.
"But Miss Jacobs, you don't just develop the potion for Mr. Valerius. You do a lot of other work for him, too. Mr. Valerius values you highly; he's put you in charge of several major projects," Assistant B said in confusion. To him, those things were also part of her purpose. Her words made it sound like she wanted to use the potion to control Mr. Valerius. It left a bad taste in his mouth.
