Michael scowled, his frustration evident. "So what now? If Andrew's formula gets produced by Glorious Pharmaceuticals, does that mean I'll be outperformed?"

Tiana's lips curled into a mocking smile. "What's the matter? Don't tell me you have no confidence in yourself."

Michael's face flushed. "It's not about confidence. I just don't want things to keep going sideways. I was this close to securing the CEO position, but now I'm worried Andrew will pull some stunt and mess it all up again."

Tiana replied calmly, "I'll admit, it surprised me that Andrew could sway Stephen. But without a solid formula—or if what he has turns out to be trash—it won't be enough to compete with you. Bane is a top expert from the Advanced Medical Institute, and I'm putting my faith in him and you to restore the Pharmaceutical Division's standing."

Hearing this, Michael's anger faded, replaced by a smug grin. "Thank you for trusting me, Aunt Tiana. Don't worry—Bane will help us achieve great things for t