Chapter 988

For a split second, Nyla hesitated. She had once truly loved her father. However, seeing Dominic sobbing on the floor, pathetic and pitiful, she finally saw him for what he really was.

The so-called fatherly authority he used to carry was nothing more than fear-based dominance – he was no different than any other coward clinging to survival.

She said calmly, “You don’t have to worry. I won’t pursue charges against you or Camilla.”

Nyla turned her head away, refusing to look at him again. “But whatever bond we had as father and daughter… ends here.”

Dominic’s face twisted in disbelief. “Nyla, what are you saying? You’re seriously going to steal my position as family head?”

Nyla shook her head and let out a soft scoff. “I’m not stealing anything. But tell me, do you really think you’re still fit to be the head of this family?”

Dominic opened his mouth, but nothing came out. His throat locked up like someone was physically choking the words from him.

Francesca stepped forward with a bright smile. “Congratulations, Nyla. You’ll be the first female family head in all of Jayrodale – and one of the youngest at that!”

Nyla flushed shyly. “Dr. Aicker, I don’t think I’m ready for that. I’m not suited to lead the family. There are better candidates… like Uncle Alfred. He should take the position instead.”

Andrew grinned. “Alfred, look at that – Nyla’s already showing humility. She wants you to take the helm. Why don’t you just accept and lead the Goth family yourself?”

Alfred nearly wet himself on the spot. Internally, he cursed Andrew for being a smiling devil in disguise. If he really let the idea go to his head and stepped up now, he would probably end up floating face-down in the river tomorrow.

“Mr. Lloyd, you must be joking. I’m way too old for that position. Nyla is the rightful successor. She’s the perfect choice. And let me make this clear – if anyone in this family dares defy her authority, I’ll personally see them thrown out of the Goth family!”

Alfred slapped his chest proudly as he made the declaration to Andrew.

Andrew smirked. It was clear this old man was ten times smarter than Dominic.

That entire moment had been a test. If Alfred had gotten too excited and accepted the offer without a second thought, Andrew would have taught him the difference between surface-level words and what was really being said.

Any elder who did not understand nuance and power dynamics had no place helping lead under Andrew’s banner.

“Dylan, pull back your team,” Andrew said calmly. “Also, lift the blacklist on the Goth family. From now on, they’ll be one of the official distributors for our top two miracle treatments.”

Dylan grinned. “Understood, Mr. Lloyd!”

With that, he moved to make the calls.

Nyla was overwhelmed. “Andy, letting the Goth family distribute your miracle formulas… that’s too much. I – I can’t accept that.”

Andrew just smiled. “Why not? I told you I’d help you rebuild the Goth family, and this is how I’m going to do it.”

Alfred could hardly contain himself, feeling like he had hit the lottery. People said blessings and disasters would often come hand-in-hand, and now he finally understood what that meant. What looked like a complete collapse had become the greatest opportunity in the Goth family’s history.

They had not just survived – they had secured direct ties to Moonlit Apothecary and Andrew himself.

This was not a downfall; it was a divine favor.

Alfred led the way, bowing respectfully. “Nyla, please take your seat.”

The rest of the family followed, their excitement erupting like wildfire. “Ms. Goth, please take your seat!” Nyla, cheeks flushed, was surrounded by her kin and coaxed into the very seat she’d never imagined herself in. At the same time, Dominic and Camilla were physically escorted out of the estate by the Goth family’s own guards. Alfred’s voice was cold and final. “Dominic, per the new head’s decision, you and your wife will be sent to manage one of our lower-tier shops in the neighboring county. You are not permitted to return to the main estate without her direct approval.”

Dominic laughed bitterly. “Uncle Alfred, did Nyla really say that? I don’t believe she could be that cruel.”

Alfred’s expression did not change. “What do you think? Of course it wasn’t her.”