---- Chapter 2412 Andrew let out a cold laugh. "Let's cut to the chase. The elder from the Divine Alchemist is one
of Theon's people, right? And Theon's using his connections upstairs to push Brielle around and cafter me,
isn't he?" Amari's voice dripped with bitterness. "That's exactly it. Andrew, when we get in there, if things look
bad, maybe we should play it smart and let Theon have this one." Andrew let out a cold snort. "Let him have it?
I'm not interested in that.
Worst case, | just walk away from Sovereign's Apothecary and start fresh somewhere else." Before long, Brielle
led the way into Theon's courtyard, her purple veil swaying gracefully behind her. Andrew and Amari followed
close behind. "Madam Baxter, you've arrived! Please, have a seat," Theon called out cheerfully, standing up from
where he had been chatting with an elderly man. He flashed a warm smile at Brielle, but he completely ignored
Andrew and Amari. In the courtyard, Mikayla and Caden stood watching the scene unfold, their eyes gleaming
with amusement as they glanced at ---- Andrew.
Brielle stood tall and graceful, waving her hand dismissively. " Let's skip the pleasantries. You're certainly
thoughtful, aren't you? The higher-ups send someone here, and instead of bringing him to me, you host him in
your own courtyard. "lI wonder what people would think if they didn't know better. They might think you run
Sovereign's Apothecary, not me. Am | merely a figurehead now?" Theon rushed to respond. "Oh, Madam Baxter,
you're killingwith those words. I'd never dare! You've always been in charge here. I'm just a humble
alchemist.
How could | overstep?" Brielle's brow furrowed as she prepared to press further. However, the white-haired
elderly man seated above them raised his hand, and his voice cut through the air with natural authority.
"Enough, Brielle. | asked to csit with Theon myself. Since you weren't here at the facility, | decided to catch
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtup with an old friend. There was no need to trouble you with the details." Brielle smirked.
"In that case, what brings you here?" The white-haired man was Titus Sterling, Brielle's senior and also the Third
Elder of the Divine Alchemists, a position of considerable authority. In the hierarchy of the Divine Alchemists, ----
only the First Elder, Second Elder, and the mysterious leader ranked above him. Most importantly, he was a
martial emperor. Titus' eyes gleamed with a sharp, focused light. It was a clear sign of power so profound it
seemed bottomless. He replied flatly, "Nothing tic.
The higher-ups have expressed certain concems about your management of Sovereign's Apothecary. That's why
they senthere specifically to make scorrections." Brielle's anger meant little to him. Nonetheless, she
was not a pushover and shot back, "Oh? You chere to 'correct! me? Fine, then tell me, what exactly do you
plan to correct?" Titus's expression hardened. "Watch your tone, Brielle. You sound like you have a problem with
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