Chapter 561
The name of Andrew’s new medical center was “Moonlit Apothecary.” The moment Andrew saw the sign, he could not help but chuckle and ask Francesca, “Fran, how did you and Lauren come up with such a name?”
Francesca replied as if it were obvious, “Because it’s fitting and perfect!”
Andrew sighed and shook his head. “Fitting? Don’t you think this name is a little too pretentious, like it’s asking for trouble?”
Though Andrew was not a low-key person by any means, even he found the name a bit too showy for a medical center.
Francesca laughed, unfazed. “It’s fine, Andrew. Everyone knows how exceptional your skills are,” she said confidently.
Cedric, standing nearby, chimed in with a grin. “Dr. Lloyd, you absolutely deserve a name like this. You’re a miracle doctor, after all!”
Before Andrew could respond, a cold chuckle interrupted the moment. Simon, Cedric’s senior disciple, spoke up with a hint of sarcasm.
He said, “That’s right, Dr. Lloyd. A name like this is tailor-made for you. Soon, everyone in Jayrodale will know about you and your so-called ‘Moonlit Apothecary.’”
Andrew simply smiled. “Thank you for the compliment, Simon, but that’s too soon to say.”
He ignored the thinly veiled sarcasm in Simon’s tone, out of respect for Cedric and Francesca, who had been nothing but supportive.
Just then, the roaring sound of engines filled the air, and Natasha and Dylan arrived with an entourage of nearly a thousand people. The scene was chaotic, with rows of luxury cars lining the streets, leaving no room to park near the building. Many attendees had to park blocks away.
Simon glanced at the commotion and smirked. “Dr. Lloyd, you’re out of luck today. With Jayrodale’s underground leaders like Madam Vostokoff, the infamous ‘Black Widow,’ and Mr. Garner showing up, nothing good can come of this. Wherever they go, chaos is sure to follow.”
Francesca frowned and corrected him. “Simon, you’re mistaken. Madam Vostokoff and Mr. Garner are here to celebrate Andrew’s grand opening!”
Simon scoffed, his expression full of disbelief. “Celebrate? You must be joking, Fran.”
He added, “They’re the last two major players in Jayrodale’s underworld. Their influence is on par with the city’s top families. If you think they’re here to celebrate, I hate to burst your bubble, but Andrew doesn’t have that kind of pull.”
However, Simon’s words barely left his lips when Andrew casually walked over to greet Natasha and Dylan. The two greeted him warmly, chatting and laughing like old friends.
Natasha’s usual venomous demeanor was replaced with playful banter, and Dylan’s entrance was even more extravagant. He had two massive stone statues carried in by 20 men, placing them at the entrance of “Moonlit Apothecary!” as a grand gift.
Simon stood there dumbfounded, unable to process what he was seeing. He muttered, “W-What’s happening?”
It seemed that Dylan and Natasha were actually there to celebrate. However, Simon was still in denial. After all, he believed Andrew was just an unassuming doctor working at Jayrodale General Hospital.
How could someone like that have the influence to pull this off?
Francesca shot Simon a sideways glance, her tone indifferent but cutting. “Still doubting, Simon? I think you’re out of excuses now.”
Simon’s face darkened as he grumbled, “Alright, fine. He might have some sway with the underground, but that’s nothing impressive. Let’s see if he has what it takes to gain the favor of the city’s elite or even government officials. That’s the real test of power.”
Chapter 562