Titus looked at Theon deeply, his lips curling into a faint, unreadable smile. "Looks like being the chief alchemist isn't enough to satisfy your appetite, Mr. Orben.

"Fine. Ambition isn't a bad thing. If you can close those remaining deals, then I won't even bother reporting to the headquarters. I'll step down myself, and you can take over as head of Sovereign's Apothecary."

Theon burst into laughter, brimming with confidence. "Then, I'll make sure you hear good news soon."

With that, he stood up and strode out of the room.

Titus remained seated, his mysterious smile never fading.

A few moments later, Brielle returned quietly, as if she had never left.

She said, "I warned you that Theon's ambition runs deep. You've seen it now for yourself. He used to be just an alchemist under us, but now he's bold enough to reach for leadership itself."

Titus waved his hand dismissively. "It's fine. This isn't a big deal. Ambition can be useful. A man with fire in his heart can spa