Chapter 483


    Asher watched the pair walk away, his gaze lingering until he shook his head, a dazed smile tugging at


    theers of his mouth. It was one thing for his old man to have a soft spot for the girl, but Knox, too?


    Turning to Vicky, he quirked an eyebrow and asked, “So, are that girl and Knox tight?”


    Vicky’s gaze was cool, detached. “My mentor’s thinking of taking her on as an apprentice. His voice


    was tinged with a frosty edge.


    Asher’s eyes bulged in disbelief. “You’re saying Knox wants to take her under his wing?”


    Vicky wasn’t keen on dwelling on the subject. He just grunted in acknowledgment, but noticing Asher’s


    baffled look, he asked, albeit btedly, “You know Mirabe?”


    Asher hesitated before nodding, then quickly shook his head. “Not exactly, It’s my dad who knows her.”


    He refrained from mentioning how his father was not Mirabe’s apprentice. It was a bit too much for


    his pride.


    “Hmm.” Vicky checked his watch, clearly done with the conversation. “I need to get back to work. We’ll


    touch base on pharmacology when I’ve got a minute.”


    Asher nodded and made his way to the main hall.


    Meanwhile, Knox ushered Mirabe into the kitchen.


    Vincent, d in a crisp white chef’s coat instead of his school uniform, looked every inch the part as he


    bustled around the stove. He was oblivious to the new arrivals. It wasn’t until he spun around to grab


    some ingredients that he spotted Mirabe and his grandfather.


    His cheeks tinged pink at the sight of Mirabe. He greeted her before turning to his granddad.


    “Gramps, Mirabe here’s a guest. Bringing her into the kitchen isn’t quite proper.”


    Knox shot him a re. “What’s improper about it? Mirabe’s no stranger.”


    Just then, Niki emerged from the main hall and entered the kitchen. He was surprised to see


    Mirabe. “Oh! Mirabe, my mentor, you’re here too?”


    As Mirabe turned to speak, Knox, hearing Niki’s reference, interjected with confusion, “Wait, what


    did you call her?”


    Had he misheard? Calling her his mentor? And since when did Niki act like he knew Mirabe so


    well?


    Knox eyed Niki suspiciously, feeling like he’d missed out on some inside joke.


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    Niki, stroking his graying beard and raising an eyebrow, said simply, “Yeah, she’s my little mentor.”


    Knox’s eyes widened, his mind reeling. “What’s that supposed to mean?”


    Was Niki calling Mirabe mentor? Shouldn’t it be the other way around?


    “It means exactly what it sounds like,” Niki exined. Then, without warning, he stepped forward


    and grabbed Knox’s wrist. “Let me take your pulse… Your pulse is fine, so why isn’t your brain keeping


    up?”


    Feeling inexplicably attacked, Knox yanked his hand away and aimed a p. “Cut it out!”


    Dodging the p, Niki snorted, “Just trying to help since you’re not getting it, you ungrateful old


    coot.”


    Knox shot him a cold nce, then softened as he looked back at Mirabe. “Mirabe, when did you


    get