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

Chapter 1227

David glanced over at Mirabella and James but decided against disturbing them. Instead, he turned to Conrad and said, "You might want to take a good look and see if you really deserve to reap the benefits of someone else's hard work."

Conrad's face shifted through a series of emotions, ultimately settling on regret. He stood there, unmoving, overwhelmed with remorse.

David shook his head and looked away.

Twenty minutes later, Devon carefully turned off the stove and removed the concoction.

Staring at the eight perfect capsules in the box, he felt a flicker of doubt about his own skills. Normally, it took him over an hour to complete a batch, and the process was painstakingly intricate. His best effort had only ever produced six capsules, and even those were just Grade A.

Compared to what he had in front of him now, Devon suddenly felt a bit small.

Soon after, Devon brought the capsules over to the group.

for them right away. Instead, he gestured for Presley to take a look first. "Presley, you mentioned you'd never seen such a young pharmacist,

his expression less

him the box, Presley had no choice but to take it. After a brief pause, he opened it and peeked inside. Just as

completely normal to have some variations in traditional medicine," Devon said, taking a quick glance over at Mirabella. "But I have to admit,

was left without

other officials, eager to see the results, ignored Presley's reaction and eagerly

but they're minor," one

came from the same recipe," another

couldn't remain neutral after seeing Devon's work. From the moment Mirabella shared her recipe, the

a tight smile, his voice colder than ice: "Now that the truth is out, as per the rules, Conrad's exam results are void. He's demoted to a junior member, banned from taking any advancement exams for the next ten years, and stripped of

recipe? I