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

Chapter 1219

Presley cleared his throat, deciding not to further criticize Devon in front of everyone. Instead, he turned to David, saying, "Looks like Conrad has snagged the top spot this year. Even the president himself has given his nod, so there shouldn't be any doubts, right?"

David gave a slight nod, "The medicine is indeed the best out of all the entries, no doubt there. But..." He paused, looking directly at Conrad, "Did you really make this medicine yourself?"

Conrad's smug grin froze on his face as the compliment vanished into thin air.

What's David getting at? Is he questioning me?

Meeting David's gaze, Conrad felt a chill sweat break out on his palms. Quickly regaining his composure, he replied politely, "I'm not sure what you're implying, Mr. President. Everyone saw the process. If it wasn't me, who else could have made it?"

Presley caught on quickly, his eyes narrowing at David with a hint of anger. Before David could respond, Presley interjected, "Are you saying, Mr. President, that because this year's top performer happens to be my student, you're feeling a bit put out and looking to accuse him wrongly?"

Even though Presley was surprised by his student's stellar performance, he knew the talent was there.

challenging question. Instead, he gestured for

"What are we

with confusion, unsure of what he was up to. But as the seconds

back, and David turned his attention to Presley, "I'll

speaking, the out-of-breath assistant

it and took a whiff. Those who knew their way around medicines could tell if it

sniffing it, David's face showed he was

head and handed

tipped out a pill and caught the scent, identical to the one Conrad had made, he was taken aback,

tone, "See? Looks like it was made by the same person

head shot up at this, eyes locking onto