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“Once he’s back in Blumedale with the formulas and we’ve secured his investment, we can start producing the pills ourselves. At that point, the Goth family won’t just be successful-we’ll be unstoppable!”
The two of them sank deeper into their fantasy, grinning like villains in a bad movie. In their minds, they were already standing at the top, the rulers of Jayrodale, with the Rhodes family and the Weller family crushed beneath their feet.
Neither spared a second glance at Nyla, who had fallen to the floor, her hand over her stinging cheek, silently sobbing in pain.
A new day had begun.
First thing in the morning, Kingsley noticed several missed calls from Aspen. However, he did not respond to any of them. He already knew exactly why she was calling-she wanted to ask about the new 40 billion dollar transfer.
However, Kingsley did not feel the need to explain. As far as he was concerned, as long as Aspen managed the funds properly, that was enough.
Francesca stepped out of the bathroom with flushed cheeks, looking irritated and disappointed. “Kingsley, my period just started.”
Kingsley chuckled. “It is what it is. Does your stomach hurt? Want me to give you the classic ‘get some rest’ line?”
Francesca clenched her jaw. “Don’t. Only emotionally clueless guys with zero tact say stuff like that.”
Kingsley nodded seriously. “I agree. That’s why I was going to make you a proper warm tea instead.”
Francesca waved it off. “No need. I may be on my period, but I’m not cramping or low on energy. Don’t forget-I grew up in a traditional medicine family. My body’s been well-regulated since I was a kid.”
Kingsley raised an eyebrow. “So if you’re not in pain and your energy’s fine, why do you look so moody?”
Francesca’s cheeks turned redder as she snapped, “None of your damn business.”
Kingsley watched her stomping off, arms crossed and fuming, and tilted his head thoughtfully.
Then, he muttered to himself, “Ah… period’s here, so no sex today. No wonder she’s pissed.”
Francesca heard that loud and clear, and like a triggered kitten, she pounced at him. “You jerk! Say it again, I dare you-say it again!”
The feisty, curvy little bombshell was furious and stormed at him, swinging her fists. However, Kingsley just gave her two firm smacks on her plump butt, and she instantly quieted down.
After breakfast, the two headed to Moonlit Apothecary, just like they had the day before.
“Looks like I’ll be heading out to Blumedale soon,” Kingsley said as they got into the car. “I need to check in with the Rhodes family net especially Lauren. And I want to t take a look at the company Aspenset up too.”
Francesca nodded in agreement. “Yeah, you should go. Make sure Lauren’s doing alright-you know she won’t say anything even if she’s struggling. I’ll keep an eye on things here in Jayrodale while swaway.”
Kingsley replied, “You don’t have to. I’m not bringing Dylan or Natasha with me this time. They’ll stay here, so if you need anything, you can count on them.”
Francesca’s brow furrowed. “Just be careful around Kenny and the Golding family when you’re in Blumedale. That’s their turf, and it’s a very different game than Jayrodale.”
Kingsley gave a soft grunt in response. What he did not mention was his real reason for going.
The truth was, he needed to gather rarer, more powerful medicinal herbs- ingredients needed to refine higher-tier elixirs and, most importantly, break the internal seal within his body.
Jayrodale had become too small for him, and he had already harvested nearly every top-grade herb in the area. However, Blumedale was a different story.
That city was packed with ancient families, thriving businesses, and all kinds of hidden power players, so the chances of finding rare medicinal ingredients there were far greater.
Once they arrived at Moonlit Apothecary, Kingsley called Phantom Eye over. He said, “I’ll be gone for a while-heading to Blumedale. I’m leaving Moonlit Apothecary in your hands while I’m away.”
Phantom Eye’s eyes widened. “Mr. Baldwin, you’re going to Blumedale? That place is crawling with the Five Apex Families and the Three Titans; families like the Driscolls are overn everywhere. If you go there, isn’t that like tossing a lamb into a pack of wolves?”
Kingsley gave him a look and replied flatly, “When have you ever seen a martial king mistaken for lamb?”
Phantom Eye blinked, then laughed. “Fair point. Honestly, with your strength, even the Five Apex Families would think twice before crossing you.”
“But the Three Titans-Driscolls, Phelans, and the most elusive of them all, the Drache family-you’d better be careful around them, Mr. Baldwin,” Phantom Eye said seriously.
He added, “From what I’ve heard, those families each have someone far beyond the martial king level hidden in their ranks.”
Kingsley remained unfazed. “If they don’t mess with me, I won’t mess with them. So what if they’re above martial king? The world is vast no one stays undefeated forever. There’s always a higher peak beyond the last, and just because they’re the Three Titans doesn’t make them invincible.”
Phantom Eye nodded, still concerned. “Maybe so, but the Three Titans have always held the reins there. So, Mr. Baldwin, it never hurts to stay cautious when you’re not on home turf.”
Kingsley understood where Phantom Eye was coming from. Anyone who survived in Blumedale’s ruthless martial world had to have a sharp eye and a wide view.
Even a semi-martial king could build a reputation and live comfortably, but only if they knew how to pick their battles.
People like Phantom Eye had learned when to act tough and when to lay low. They could spot who was safe to challenge, who to avoid, and who to fear.
So, it did not surprise Kingsley that Phantom Eye sounded dead serious when he brought up the Three Titans.
The man wasn’t being dramatic-he was being real.
Nonetheless, to Kingsley, it made no difference. When things reached the point of no return, when swords were drawn and lines crossed, he would do what had to be done no hesitation, no backing down.
“Morning, Dr. Baldwin!” Nyla had just arrived, her voice cheerful as ever.
She still looked bubbly and bright, flashing her usual sunny smile. However, Kingsley noticed it instantly-the faint outline of a handprint on her cheek, barely hidden under her makeup.
He did not let it show on his face. Instead, he smiled and replied, “Good morning.”
Then, he walked with her into the back area of Moonlit Apothecary.
Francesca was in the middle of measuring herbs. When she glanced up and caught sight of Nyla, her expression instantly changed. “Nyla, what happened to your face?”
Nyla’s eyes darted nervously, and she tried to play it off. “My face? It’s fine. Nothing happened.”
Francesca set down what she was doing and stood tall. “Nyla. Stop. You’re lying again, aren’t you? That’s a slap mark-foundation or not, I can see it. Tell me the truth. Was it that snake of a stepmother, Camilla?”
Nyla immediately covered the side of her face and shook her head. “No, no-it wasn’t Camilla. Dr. Aicker, please don’t push me on this. I really don’t want to talk about it.”
Francesca’s temper flared. “You were like this yesterday too-clearly upset, clearly being mistreated, and still you kept your mouth shut. And now you’ve been hit, and you still won’t say anything?
“Tell me, Nyla-what’s the point of protecting people who treat you like garbage? Why keep shrinking yourself like this?”
Nyla bit her lower lip. Her eyes filled with tears again, but she stayed silent.
Francesca’s voice softened, guilt creeping into her tone. “Nyla, please understand I’m not pressing you to hurt you just want to help. I’m worried sick about you. I can’t watch you go on like this-it breaks my heart.”
The words finally broke her, and Nyla burst into tears, head bowed low. “I know, Dr. Aicker… I know you mean well. I’m not mad at you.
There really do understand. It’s just… are things I can’t bring myself to say out loud.”
Francesca clenched her fists and said firmly, then let me say it for you. If I can’t stand up for you, then Kingsley will. He has more authority in Jayrodale than anyone right now. If he wants to act, trust me no one will stop him.”
Kingsley’s voice was calm and low. “Nyla, I’m like a big brother to you. So, if there are things you’d rather keep private, I won’t pry.
“But I want you to know this-if anything ever gets too heavy, if you’re in trouble or need help, just say the word. I’ll be there. Always.”
Nyla lifted her tear-streaked face, eyes full of sorrow. She choked out, “Andy… my dad… he’s forcing me… He wants your formulas. He’s making me steal them and bring them back to him.”
She broke down into sobs. “Andy, Dr. Aicker, you should fire me. I don’t deserve to stay at Moonlit Apothecary anymore. I don’t even have the face to show up here!”
The words poured out of her as the tears fell. She had finally revealed everything because her trust in Kingsley and Francesca was unconditional.
Her loyalty to them ran deeper than blood, and when it came to Dominic, the man who was supposed to be her father, she felt nothing but heartbreak and betrayal.
She had come to see that the man who once called her his daughter had turned into someone cold, greedy, and unrecognizable. He wanted her to betray Kingsley -to steal from someone who had only ever been kind to her.
Nyla realized she simply could not do it. She would rather tell the truth than live with that kind of guilt.
Francesca exploded with fury. “Dominic is out of his mind! That man’s nothing but a monster! Even Hidden Dragons and Quinton wouldn’t dare touch Kingsley’s miracle formulas-who the hell does Dominic think he is?”
Kingsley’s voice was calm. “Nyla, what if I gave you the formulas? Would you take them?”
Nyla gasped. “Andy, no! You absolutely mustn’t do that! Even if you offered them to me, I’d never take them.”
Kingsley smiled. “Why not? If you gave them to your father, wouldn’t he start treating you better? Wouldn’t that solve everything?”
Nyla shook her head, tears pouring down again. “That’s not how it works. You’ve been so good to me-I could never take advantage of you like that. And besides, my father’s in the wrong. Going after your formulas is greedy, selfish… It’s just wrong. The man he used to be is gone. I don’t even recognize him anymore.”
Francesca narrowed her eyes. “So that slap on your face he was the one who did it, wasn’t he?”
Nyla nodded, her voice cracking. “Andy… Dr. Aicker, I think I should stop coming to Moonlit Apothecary. I don’t belong here anymore.”
Kingsley sighed and gently patted her head. “Silly girl. Who said anything about firing you? You’re still a vital part of Moonlit Apothecary-nothing’s changed.”
Nyla’s voice trembled. “But my father wants to rob you. He’s not a good man anymore.”
Kingsley said calmly, “Then that’s on him. But you, Nyla-you’re still the same kind-hearted girl I’ve always trusted.”
She had every chance to betray him, to hand over formulas worth more than gold. Instead, she chose honesty and loyalty-something Kingsley rarely saw in a world ruled by greed.
In an era consumed by ambition and materialism, even the great families in Blumedale were tempted by the Vitality Pill and the Titan Essence Pill.
And the Goth family? They were barely staying afloat in Jayrodale, always struggling to stay relevant. they wanted to claw their way up. using@nderhanded tricks, Kingsley could understand that desperation.
However, that did not mean he would tolerate it. The Goth family was playing a dangerous game-and if they insisted on walking toward destruction, he would not stand in their way.
That said, a new thought began to form in Kingsley’s mind. “Fran, I’m thinking of making Nyla the new head of the Goth family. What do you think?”
The words struck her like a bolt of lightning.
Nyla stared at him, completely stunned. Even Francesca froze in disbelief.
“Wait, Nyla? She’s barely out of college. She’s young, inexperienced-and a woman on top of that. How could she possibly take over the Goth family?” Francesca let out a short laugh, thinking Kingsley was joking.
Kingsley just smirked. “Qualification isn’t the question-it’s about who’s backing her: The Goth family is asking for a hard reset. Nyla’s been mistreated and used by her own family. So why not clean house and let her take the throne?”
Nyla quickly waved her hands and shook her head. “I can’t, Andy. I appreciate your kindness, but I really can’t accept it. I’m too young, and honestly, I don’t have what it takes to run the Goth family.”
Kingsley chuckled. “Nyla, I know exactly what you’re worried about. You have no one backing you, no powerful connections, and you’re not a man-so you feel like leading a family just isn’t in the cards for you.
“On top of that, you’re terrified of your father, Dominic, and even more afraid of Camilla. You’re convinced they wouldn’t approve, right?”
Nyla let out a bitter smile. “It’s not even about whether they’d approve or not. The moment I show the slightest interest in becoming head of the family, Camilla would probably find a way to kill me quietly.
“She warned me herself, the day she married into this family. She said the Goth family would belong to her children and that I should forget about having a place in it.”
Francesca scoffed coldly. “Kingsley, you know what? I’m on board with your plan now. Let’s help Nyla take her rightful place. If this goes on any longer, the Goth family will break her completely.
“And Dominic-his ambition is out of control. If we don’t put him in his place after trying to get his hands on your miracle pills, people are going to start thinking they can walk all over Moonlit Apothecary.”
Kingsley pulled out his phone and gave a calm but cold order “Get the crew. Meet me at the Goth residence.”
Then, he jumped in the car, with Francesca and Nyla in the backseat, and headed straight toward the estate.
About 30 minutes later, Dylan arrived at the Goth residences front gates with his team. When he saw Kingsley’s car pull up, he walked over quickly and greeted him respectfully.
“Mr. Baldwin, what’s the move?”
Kingsley stepped out and said flatly, “We’re going in. I want Dominic to come out and talk.”
Without another word, Dylan led two of his top men and marched forward.
Two guards at the gate snapped, “What do you think you’re doing? This is private property-get out unless you have a death wish!”
Dylan slapped both guards so hard they hit the ground, dazed.
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