The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel 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.

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

For the tenth time today, he dumped the burnt residue into the trash bin at his feet.

After giving the cauldron a thorough clean, Devon was about to start another attempt when he noticed he was running low on herbs. Massaging his temples, he headed out of the alchemy lab.

Soon, he was at the storeroom, handing his list of needed herbs to the storekeeper.

While waiting, his eyes, shadowed with exhaustion and red-veined, and his stubbly chin, 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 the room.

The new arrivals were Conrad and Dane.