The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 1213

David thought for a moment before turning to his assistant, "Give Devon a ring and see if he can drop by."

"Sure thing."

Half a minute later, the assistant glanced over at David, speaking softly, "Devon said the assessment is tomorrow, so it's probably not the best time for a visit. He's not coming."

David heard this and was caught between feeling proud of having such a principled student and being frustrated by his rigidity.

"Never mind, I can't be bothered with him right now," David said with a wave of his hand.

His stubborn apprentice was always like this during assessment season. It was nothing new.

Meanwhile, after hanging up, Devon stared at the charred remains in the cauldron, running a hand through his tangled hair.

today, he dumped the burnt residue into

attempt when he noticed he was running low on herbs. Massaging his temples, he headed out of the

handing his list of needed herbs to

told the tale of a few sleep-deprived days. Devon was lost in thoughts of alchemy, his gaze distant, not even noticing when someone entered

were Conrad

expected to see Devon. Noticing Devon's scruffy appearance, a slight smirk tugged at his lips as he unusually initiated a conversation, "Fancy

a moment to look up, finally showing some expression on his rugged face, "Oh, Conrad, Dane, when did you

Conrad: "..."

Conrad's slightly annoyed expression, aware of his usual annoyance with Devon. Clearing his throat, he smiled and tried to lighten the mood, "Just now. Devon must have been too

"Yeah, I

disdain for Devon's offhand attitude simmering beneath the surface, commented casually, "All

with a casual 'It's alright' while mentally juggling the idea of tweaking his potion

irked Conrad the most was Devon's arrogant air, acting as if he was the top talent in the