The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1372

"Why are you bringing this up?" Nikolai asked, his voice steady, a man who always held firm to his principles. Even though Emmitt had been with the Pharmacists' Association for years, Nikolai knew his son's nature inside out.

There had to be some hidden motive behind this.

Dane grinned, trying to downplay it. "Oh, nothing major. It's just that this young lady is something else. Dad, you might not know, but she's now the vice president of the Pharmacists' Association."

Nikolai was taken aback for a moment, but recalling the medicine Mirabella had crafted, he quickly pieced it together.

After a pause to gather his thoughts, he let out a sharp snort. "And? You want me to pull some strings for you? Have you already forgotten about last year when you used her formula without asking?"

Hearing the old story brought up again, Dane's patience thinned. "How many times have I said it? If she shared the formula with us, what's wrong with me using it to produce medicine?"

Was it really necessary to keep calling it 'stealing'?

Dane thought his father was hopelessly old-fashioned, clinging to this outdated sense of honesty and integrity. Couldn't he see the times had changed? Following those old rules would have had you booted from the Pharmacists' Association ages ago.

"You're just like Asher, your thinking's twisted," Nikolai snapped, his anger bubbling over.

He had suspected Zach of having shady intentions, but Emmitt seemed no better.

Dane sighed, shaking his head. Remembering Presley's advice, he swallowed his irritation. "Alright, alright, I was wrong. You're right, as always."