Under the Heiress' Facade

Chapter 326

For Camille, making medicine was much easier than acupuncture.

"Here are six more pills. Take one each day, and a full course lasts seven days," she said as she handed Florence a small bottle.

"Thank you so much, Ms. Chime. You're really kind. I'll make sure to take them on time!" Florence exclaimed joyfully.

Camille smiled and said nothing more. After returning to her study, she wrote down the formula and preparation method of the medicine. She also recorded Florence's condition after taking the medication for further observation.

As soon as she was done, her phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID and answered the call.

"Ms. Chime, the patent for your special medication and the marketing authorization have both been approved. When will we begin production?" the person on the other end of the line asked.

That person was Wilson Ziegler, the general manager of a pharmaceutical company under Chime Corporation.

As soon as Dr. Shadow's paper was published, he immediately registered the drug's patent. His efficiency was impressive.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

With the patent now approved, they just needed to obtain the formula, begin production, and submit the drug for testing by various departments before it could be marketed.

Camille was somewhat reluctant at first, but after seeing how effective the medicine was on Florence, she was convinced that the formula was reliable.

Given that the formula was developed by Dr. Shadow and contained only beneficial medicinal ingredients, the pills would not be harmful even if they didn't work as a cure.

With that thought in mind, she decided to start small-scale production to gain a foothold in the market.

"I'll send you the formula. Produce a small batch first. Remember, we need to keep it limited. Something rare is always more valuable," Camille explained.

"Understood. This is your patent, Ms. Chime. No one else in the world can develop such a special medication. It'll be an honor that goes down in history for the Chime family," Wilson remarked.

Camille was delighted by his flattering words. Since being mistaken for Dr. Shadow, she had received much more praise and recognition than ever. Moreover, the real Dr. Shadow had not come forward to expose her even after such a long time. That made her increasingly addicted to the feeling of being flattered.

After a few more flattering remarks from Wilson, Camille ended the call with a bright smile. Just then, she received a message from an unknown number. Upon opening it, her smile froze.

The message contained several candid photos of a handsome man and a beautiful woman entering and leaving a hotel. The man was also seen affectionately kissing the woman's forehead under the night sky.

The people in the photos were Bernard and Hera.

Camille's expression turned grim. She had been striving to improve herself and become more outstanding to catch Bernard's attention. Yet, his eyes were only on that seductress!

Another message from the same unfamiliar number came through.

"Ms. Chime, would you like to have a chat about my uncle? -Aurora."

Camille: "Time and location."

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Hera still didn't know that her formula had been preemptively patented by someone connected to Camille.

Early in the morning, after settling

Tiramisu she changed into a more

neutral outfit, put on a bucket hat and mask, and packed her laptop and the remaining pills. She took a cab to Astral Nova.

Last night, right before going to sleep, she scheduled a meeting with the grandmaster of Astral Nova.

Upon learning that she had an appointment with the grandmaster, the usher directed her to the front desk. The receptionist then led her through a winding path to a building located behind the auction tower named Skyscraper.

"Dr. Shadow?" Samson waited in the main hall. He called out to Hera when he saw her in a different attire.

Upon seeing Samson alone, Hera frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "It has been a while. I hope you're doing well."

She discreetly glanced around her surroundings and spotted a figure seated on a chair behind a folding screen.

Recognizing her voice, Samson couldn't help but take another good look at Hera.

She looked completely different from when she was covered in a cloak before. Her casual outfit distinctly revealed her femininity, and he found her figure somewhat familiar!

He was eager to see the face beneath the mask, but learning from past experiences, he restrained himself and asked, "Did you bring what we need?" Hera retrieved a red velvet box from her bag and tossed it to him.

Samson opened it, took a look, sniffed, and said, "Dr. Shadow, are you sincerely looking to collaborate? As far as I know, your medicine has already gone into production."