The Goth family had set up over a dozen banquet tables and held a modest celebration in Andrew's honor. Aside from Andrew and Francesca's group, the Goths had also invited several of their own guests.

Sure enough, everyone who came up for a toast made a point to personally approach Andrew with respect.

At the same time, whispers were already spreading—many privately congratulated the Goth family for managing to connect with the head of Moonlit Apothecary. Still clueless about the full scope of her family's affairs, Nyla looked a little lost.

That was when Alfred stepped up and took charge of the event. However, he knew his place and never overstepped his bounds. He remained mindful at all times of the difference in status between himself and Nyla.

After all, the one calling the shots in the Goth family now was not him—it was that young girl. If Andrew had not been backing her, Alfred would have definitely fought for the family seat himself.

Nonetheless, as long as Andrew rema