Chapter 2330
Having her intentions exposed, Mikayla felt somewhat embarrassed and annoyed, but she still tried to cover it up. “So what if I am? Mr. Goodman has already cut ties with me. If he won’t teach me, then I’ll just have to find another mentor. Come on, hurry up and tell me who Mr. Goodman’s senior is! If you know where he lives, that would be even better. That way, I can go back to my family and have the elders come with me, bringing expensive gifts to pay him a visit.”
Isabelle pursed her lips. “Mikayla, you really know how to work the angles. Fine, since you want to know so badly, I’ll tell you. Mr. Goodman’s senior brother is Andrew.”
Mikayla shook her head and gritted her teeth. “You little brat, I don’t want to listen to your nonsense anymore. That’s it. Go home and stop hanging around Andrew.”
As Mikayla rose to leave, Isabelle’s eyes gleamed with amusement. She bit her rosy lips with a playful smile as she muttered, “I told you, but you refuse to believe me. Now I finally understand why some women are so manipulative. But the more tricks they have, the dumber they actually are.” She sighed. “Mikayla, your image in my eyes is crumbling, because I’m starting to realize you really are kind of stupid.”
Meanwhile, Mikayla had no idea what Isabelle was thinking. She just felt annoyed. Ezekiel had been someone she could latch onto. He was Sorya’s future heir, the prince of Tristars Group, Waylon’s prized student. Any one of these credentials would have been enough to make him her perfect match, someone who could elevate both her and the Owens family to fame and prominence in Chetvine.
But now, Ezekiel was completely ruined. His energy core shattered, and he was reduced to a useless wreck who had not even accomplished anything in Holtrien before heading back home to Sorya. Moreover, Mikayla had only just gotten close to Ezekiel. Yet, before she could make any further moves, everything had gone up in smoke. The loss left her deeply unsettled, and the one to blame for it all was Andrew!
‘No matter how strong you are, you’ll never earn my recognition,’ she thought bitterly, her heart burning with resentment as she stormed forward.
Right then, she bumped into a young alchemist. She was about to curse him out, but she held herself back in time, not daring to expose her true nature. After all, that would destroy the perfect image she had carefully built all this time.
The alchemist who had bumped into her was just from an ordinary background, and he quickly apologized, “I’m so sorry, Ms. Owens.”
Mikayla smiled. “It’s fine. By the way, where is everyone rushing off to? You all look like you’re in a hurry.”
The young alchemist replied excitedly, “Ms. Owens, you haven’t heard? Mr. Goodman’s senior, who’s supposedly a ninth-grade supreme alchemist, is about to perform alchemy at Sovereign’s Apothecary!”
Mikayla’s whole body trembled as she gasped, “Really?”
The young alchemist nodded. “It’s true! Even Madam Baxter has gone over! But our ranks are too low, so we probably won’t get to watch it up close. Still, just catching a glimpse from afar would be worth it!”
With that, he hurried off, looking extremely eager.
Mikayla turned around, wanting to follow as well. But then, a thought struck her, and she slipped into the nearby restroom instead.
Standing in front of the mirror, she carefully touched up her makeup until she confirmed everything was flawless, and only then was she satisfied. She muttered coldly to her reflection, “Amari is already one foot in the grave. So, his senior is probably even older than him. But that doesn’t matter. No matter how old a man is, he can’t resist a beautiful woman. I’m talented, brilliant, and stunning, and there’s no way he won’t remember me. As long as he remembers me, everything else will fall into place.”
Feeling pleased with herself, Mikayla quickly joined the crowd of alchemists heading out to meet the mysterious figure.