The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1217

Conrad stood not far away, watching David's expression shift, and felt his heart skip a beat. He knew that the medicine David held was his, even though he wasn't the one who concocted it. Conrad's fingers tightened as he kept his eyes glued to David.

“President?” the Vice President called out, puzzled.

David composed himself, placing the pill back in the box where three others lay, and nodded. “This medicine is top-notch, definitely worthy of first place.”

Conrad felt his tension melt away, breathing a sigh of relief. He realized he'd been too anxious. This was Grade-A stuff—how could David possibly see through it? Even if David had encountered something similar, it wouldn’t have been unusual. Conrad had triple-checked the pills when he got them from Sophia, ensuring he could present them with confidence.

“I knew this would take first place!” the Vice President chuckled.

“So, is this Devon’s work?” another Vice President chimed in, immediately thinking of Devon.

The other three Vice Presidents glanced over at Devon and nodded. Everyone knew Devon's skills—mention his name, and no one doubted it or thought of anyone else.

Their chatter was loud enough to grate on Conrad's nerves. Devon, always Devon! Despite both being top-tier pharmacists, everyone only remembered Devon. No matter what high-level concoction came about, Devon was the first on everyone’s mind. Just like now… Conrad took a deep breath, smirking inwardly.

Let them fawn over Devon; they’d soon see how blind they were.

The names were now all out, clearly showing who made which medicine. When Conrad’s name appeared on the box deemed worthy of first place, the room buzzed with surprise.

“This wasn’t Devon’s?”

“I thought it was Devon’s for sure. Who knew it’d be Conrad? He’s come a long way since last year!”

“We always thought Devon was the gifted one, but we’ve been sleeping on Conrad. The medicine he made today is a cut above the Grade-A stuff from previous years.”