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 take

and begged, “Please let us have it, Old Mr. Elliott. I need to save him. I can’t let him die! Please! I’m

bowing so hard that her head smacked against the floor with loud thuds each

Entrepreneur in Irieson! She

was kneeling at someone

possible unless they

the first to snap out of his shock. He quickly instructed his son Timothy to help Olivia up. He couldn’t possibly allow her to prostrate herself in front

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

favor, Miss Pearson, but I’m sorry. The Myria Herbal Pill is far too important to our family. You could say that it’s the foundation of

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

he truly couldn’t part

out of the house looking like her soul had been

stand by and watch Thomas die? Am I not

save me! If he dies, who will ever treat me this well

I must console her and help her calm down. All hell will break

the same time, Olivia’s display set a fire in Quincy’s

young woman was willing to kneel for the sake of saving Thomas. What’s there for me to fear? What sacrifice can’t I make? I won’t leave until I

hand over the Myria Herbal Pill today whether you like it or not! I swear on my honor that if you hand the pill over today, it will bring nothing but benefits to your family. You won’t suffer in any way! Even if someone in your family has a

staggered. He had never seen this side of Quincy before. He has always been a refined and sophisticated gentleman. Why is he acting like a street thug now? It looks as if he’s determined to

too! We must get

pill by force, they had