?Chapter 123:


    Elena’s skin was like porcin, her fingers long and graceful. Wesley’s grasp was careful, as though handling something fragile.


    Unaware of the brief look of perplexity in his eyes, Elena smoothly retracted her hand. “In three days, I’ll have the cinnabar ready for our transaction.”


    With that, she departed from the Spencer Group premises promptly.


    Wesley stood with his hands sped behind him, his fingers twitching subtly as if reminiscing the feel of her touch.


    Upon entering, Felix found Wesley contemtive and unusually calm. The usual sternness was absent from Wesley’s expression. He looked almost at ease.


    Felix, taken aback, pondered the identity of Elena, who had quelled Wesley’s usual rage. Clearly, he would need to approach Elena with greater reverence in their forting interactions.


    Elena did not head straight to Foiclens. Dealing with that mysterious collector required more than just money—it needed a personal touch.


    Elena hade across his cinnabar purely by chance. Six years ago, during an expedition on Yewridge Mountain, she had stumbled upon the reclusive collector. Her assistance in guiding him down the mountain had sparked their acquaintance.


    Yewridge Mountain, a natural fortress filled with rare flora, fauna, and countless creeping creatures, was a ce few dared to venture. Elena, armed with her homemade scented candles that repelled these creatures, was an exception.


    The collector was particrly fond of her unique scented candles, which ultimately led to her acquiring the cinnabar.


    Now, out of her repellent scented candles, Elena knew she needed to make more before her trip to Foiclens.


    After leaving the Spencer Group, Elena contacted Lydia for assistance in gathering the necessary ingredients for her scented candles. She then made her way to one of her estates in the, where she was well-known not just for her healing abilities but also for her skill in candle-making.


    Excited about Elena’s decision to produce scented candles, Lydia quickly gathered the required materials and met Elena at Kensington Heights—known for its scenic beauty and only surpassed in value by Hillside Manor.


    The central location provided a serene escape from the city’s constant noise. Here, Elena dedicated herself to the art of medicine and to crafting scented candles.


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    Lydia arrived with a suitcase packed with twice the materials Elena had requested.


    Elena’s scented candles didn’t just serve as a repellent for pests; they also had health-enhancing properties, depending on the form.


    Although a single box of her candles could fetch a high price, Elena was not motivated by profit and seldom produced them inrge quantities.


    Lydia, on the other hand, was eager for Elena to make more, recognizing the high demand. She approached Elena with a wide smile and embraced her. “El, I’ve brought all the supplies. Could you consider making a little extra this time? There are several clients ready to purchase.”


    Elena stepped back gently. “You’re not in need of money, Lydia. Just say no to them.”


    Lydia shook her head. “Who wouldn’t want more money? You might be the exception.”


    Having left a life of danger and secrecy behind, Lydia wasmitted to securing a financially stable future, far from the precarious world of her past. Her ambition was to enjoy a luxurious lifestyle, and although she had umted considerable wealth over the years, her drive to earn more remained strong.


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