Chapter 129 What Now, Hendrick?
- Nathaniel raised an eyebrow, his tone casual but sharp. "Ms. Clouds, what's on your mind?"
- Sandra met his gaze, her expression calm, unflinching. "In three months, the sixth incense-making competition will take place. I want to enter."
- Nathaniel's brows lifted just slightly, but his voice grew colder, more distant. "You wouldn't be looking for a backdoor, would you?"