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qFrancesca gazed up at the building in front of her. “This building is all mine?” she asked, dumbfounded.

“The whole place is your workshop,” Sloan replied with a grin. “There are seven floors. We had it made exactly like how buildings that host traditional medicine would look like. Go on in and take a look.”

Feeling touched, the woman strode into the building. Every part of it was made with the finest quality wood, and walking inside here made one feel as though they were actually inside a traditional medicine hall.

“It's perfect!” Francesca gushed. “This is everything I wanted in a dream workshop!”

She had long yearned for a workshop like this—one that contained an array of materials to create herbal concoctions, not to mention all those precious medicinal books.

Although she did have a workshop back in S Nation too, it was a room so tiny that she could only keep some common herbs. Moreover, all the shelves had been filled to the brim, and they looked messy all the time as she never bothered tidying them.

But this place... Every part of it belongs to me? I can now keep all the herbs and materials I want, and I can even run experiments on the other floors. Oh, God!

The woman was moved to tears. How did Danrique know I've always wanted a workshop? I never told him about this.

“Do you like it, Ms. Felch?” Sloan asked in anticipation. “Is there anything you want us to fix?”

“I do. I love it so much,” Francesca answered while feeling a lump in her throat. “You don't have to change a thing. Now, there's just one more thing left that we need.”

herbs?” Gordon asked, smiling. “We've taken care of that. The goods should arrive from Zarain within the next two days. You'll receive a portion of everything that's available

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for the shelves before running her fingers across a desk,

said. “He told Sean to find a well-known architect to design this building, and construction began right after all the materials from Zarain had

surged within Francesca. “He never

has always been the type who works in the shadows.” Just as Gordon

thought he'd be late,

“What issues?” asked Francesca.

The man

I'll go ask

Francesca hurried over to where Danrique was and leaped into his arms like an

the man exclaimed while

you!” Standing on her toes, Francesca began to peck him on the chin. “I just had a

his tongue in displeasure. “So you only came

giggled. “But I love it so much.

and tried to reach

deliberately kept his head high.