I’m Someone Else

After Quincy drank some tea, he got straight to the point and filled Raymond in on the reason they came.

Raymond’s brows furrowed. The Elliotts were indeed in possession of a Myria Herbal Pill. They won it at one of Unicus Hall’s auctions and put it away for safekeeping this whole time. It was a cure for all poisons and could be used in a life-and-death situation.

“Why do you want it?”

“We need it to cure someone of poison!” Quincy cupped his hands and addressed Raymond, “I won’t hide it from you. We have no other options left, so that’s why we came to ask this of you. Do you still have the Myria Herbal Pill? If you do, go ahead and name your price. We’re willing to pay whatever you ask, no matter how much it is.”

Quincy wasn’t just saying it. He alone had wealth beyond imagination while both the Mortons and the Peralta Family were abundantly wealthy families too. Money was nothing more than a number to them. They didn’t care about how much they spent if it meant they could save Thomas.

Raymond gasped.

Who’s been poisoned? How is it that the acclaimed Dr. Hofstead is at his wit’s end too? Just who is this person? It’s already a huge deal that Quincy Hofstead is here seeking my help, but he’s not the only one. John Morton and Samuel Peralta, these two old blokes, have come in person too! The patient can’t be an ordinary person!

Does that mean I’ll be offending three powerful people if I don’t hand over the Myria Herbal Pill?

Apart from getting rid of various types of poison, the pill could also be used to heal a multitude of injuries, especially internal ones.

Money wasn’t the issue. He couldn’t let them have it no matter how much they offered!

“I won’t beat around the bush. We haven’t used it yet so it’s still with us, but I apologize. It is very important to our family. We can’t let you have it.”

Quincy and two other men looked among themselves with expressions of utmost disappointment.

He couldn’t let them have it, so what could they do? They couldn’t possibly

a thump and begged, “Please let us have it, Old Mr. Elliott. I need

her head smacked

was the Pearsons’ eldest daughter and the Most Beautiful Female Entrepreneur in Irieson! She was truly

in society, she was kneeling at someone

thought it possible unless

son Timothy to help Olivia

has been poisoned? If not, why else would Olivia disregard her dignity and behave

this favor, Miss Pearson, but I’m sorry. The Myria Herbal Pill is

that important to the Elliotts, Raymond would have handed it over on a silver platter right away, and for free too! He wouldn’t have accepted any payment for it. After all, the gratitude of the three prominent people in front of him was even more valuable than any

truly couldn’t part with

shuffled out of the house looking like her

I just going to stand by and watch Thomas die? Am I not going to do anything

save me! If he dies, who will ever treat me this well again? What’s

over to Olivia. I must console her and help her calm down. All hell will break loose if

Olivia’s display set a fire in Quincy’s heart too. He became even

Thomas. What’s there for me to fear? What sacrifice can’t I make? I

Herbal Pill today whether you like it or not! I swear on my honor that if you hand the pill over today, it will

sophisticated gentleman. Why is he acting like a street thug now? It looks as if he’s determined to get

Mortons too! We must

wind and voiced his stance. Although it did seem like they were throwing their weight around to take the pill by force, they had no choice. Time waited for no