Andrew nodded. "This isn't a modern formula—it comes from Holtrien's ancient medical tradition passed down for generations."

Cedric was amazed. "That explains everything! The rarity of ancient formulas is beyond measure, and these two are among the best of the best. Their value is simply incalculable."

Francesca hesitated. "Andrew, these formulas are priceless… are you really okay with just showing them to us?"

Andrew chuckled. "Why wouldn't I be? Do you really think I'd ever be on guard against you, Fran? Besides, I'm showing you because I want you to feel reassured and join me in producing these groundbreaking medicines!"

A warm, sweet feeling spread through Francesca's chest, and a rosy blush colored her fair cheeks.

So, Andrew trusted her completely—he already considered her one of his own. She wondered if their relationship progressed, she could truly become his woman.

Her mind started to wander, imagining all the possibilities.

Meanwhile, Cedric smacked the table in