The first-week sales report for Rhodes Corporation's Pharmaceutical Division's new products have finally come in. Michael could not contain his excitement as he stared at the numbers, grinning.

He exclaimed, "Bane, the three products you developed are making a killing! That bastard Andrew looked down on us, but now? This is going to slap him right in the face!"

Clutching the thick financial report, Michael immediately rushed to find Tiana.

Bane snorted. "I told you from the start—that kid is nothing but a spineless weakling. All he does is brag, but when it comes to real ability? He's got nothing!"

When Tiana reviewed the sales figures, she let out a deep breath and gave Michael an approving look. "Michael, you've officially saved the Pharmaceutical Division. Not only have you redeemed yourself, but you've taken its success to the next level."

Michael was feeling immensely proud, but he kept his tone humble. "Aunt Tiana, you flatter me. As a Rhodes, this is my duty. As long a