Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

---- Chapter 2492 "| can't believe he's still alive. Andrew really has nine lives!" Inside Sovereign's Apothecary, Theon's voice thundered through the room, his frustration evident. Seated with him were Titus, the current head of the organization, and Brielle, who had long been sidelined. Brielle glanced at Theon coldly, her silence sharp enough to cut through the air. Theon frowned. "Madam Baxter, did something | say offend you? Brielle's tone was calm but detached. "What you say has nothing to do with me." Theon sneered. "If it has nothing to do with you, then why are you staring at me?

Don't tell me you're upset because | mentioned Andrew. If that's the case, I'l gladly apologize." Brielle's eyes narrowed. "Mr. Orben, | never realized you were sick. And it seems you're not getting better anytime soon." Before things could escalate, Titus slammed his palm on the table. "Enough. Both of you. It is indeed unexpected that someone as powerful as a Martial Emperor couldn't take that ---- brat down. But murder is never our organization's goal. Andrew is incredibly talented.

Frankly, no one here truly wants him dead I'd rather see him working with us, for the Divine Alchemists." Brielle gave a small, cold laugh. "Don't even dream about it. Have you ever seen a lion take commands from a mouse?" Titus chuckled instead of taking offense. "If the Divine Alchemists were mice, then there would be no lions in the world. Everything else in this world would just be ants beneath our feet." Brielle shook her head. "I've already said too much. Andrew isn't someone you can control, so stop thinking about using him. Anyway, weren't we supposed to have a meeting?

Let's get to the point." Theon cleared his throat. "Madam Baxter, there are a few major deals that need your attention. Our people have tried negotiating, but several major families and sects are planning to either end their contracts with us or cut prices this year. You know we can't afford to lose these deals, and we're definitely not letting anyone lowball us. So in the end, we still need you to step in" Brielle smiled faintly. "Mr. Orben, are you asking me for help?" Theon froze, then his face darkened. "Asking you? Don't flatter yourself, Madam Baxter.

I'm the chief alchemist of Sovereign's Apothecary now. Even Mr. Sterling wouldn't dare talk to me like ---- that. And you? You've already stepped down. You spend your days gardening and bird-watching, doing absolutely nothing. So tell me, why would | ever need to beg someone with no power or influence?" Brielle shrugged. "If you're not here to ask for help, then why are you wasting my time? Anyway, I'm tired. I'll be heading back to rest. You two are in charge now, so handle it however you like." Without another word, she got up and left. Theon's expression turned dark as he looked at Titus.

"You saw that, right? Madam Baxter is getting more arrogant by the day. She doesn't take Sovereign's Apothecary seriously anymore. She's dumped all the responsibility on us. So tell me, what's the point of keeping her around?" Titus rubbed his temples in frustration. "Enough. This happened because of your attitude. You could've spoken to her with a little respect. That's just how she is. Even |, or Mr. Bowen himself, can't make her stay if she doesn't want to. And now that she's gone, we'll have to solve this ourselves." Theon slammed his fist on the table. "Fine, we'll handle it ourselves.

It's not like Sovereign's Apothecary can't function without her. I'll personally handle the remaining negotiations. And if | come back successful, | hope you'll call the headquarters and recommend me as the next Head of Sovereign's Apothecary. How about that?"