I’m Someone Else

Chapter 295

Thomas was not someone who liked to trouble others, especially for a small matter like this.

At 5.00PM, he had scoured all of the pharmacies in Irieson, but he was still unable to acquire all of the ingredients he needed.

“There’s no choice. I have to go to the Elliotts,” he mumbled under his breath, driving straight toward the Elliott Family’s pharmacy.

“Mr. Clifford?”

As soon as he stepped through the door, Timothy’s voice sounded. Rose was not around today, so her father was in charge of managing the store.

Without beating around the bush, Thomas said, “I’m here to get some ingredients.”

“All right. What do you need?” Timothy inquired solemnly.

Thomas headed to the counter and asked for a piece of paper, where he wrote the names of the herbs he needed as well as the amount.

When Timothy picked up the sheet of paper and took a look, he jolted in surprise at what was written.

“Rhodiola rosea, Century Lotus…”

Has someone fallen ill? No, that can’t be. The Elliotts are now close with the Peralta Family and the Mortons as they’re all Thomas’ friends, and I haven’t heard of anyone who’s close with Thomas coming down with a

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had more time, he could perhaps gather the required herbs by offering a substantial sum,

“We do have them, but we lack one specific herb—the Century Lotus. We don’t have it in stock, but we have sufficient quantities

This simple fact was enough for Thomas to be overjoyed. With just one herb missing,

cup of their best tea. His father had reminded him that Thomas’ status as an esteemed guest of the Elliott Family was never to be forgotten, and they always had to serve him with utmost care. Thomas was not someone who

would

tea, Thomas waited quietly. After all, it would take some time to gather

rare, and even the seventy-year and eighty-year varieties are difficult to obtain. However, if you absolutely need it, it is not

you know if

Timothy mentioning the

“Sure, I’m glad I’m helpful, Mr. Clifford. Please wait a moment while I

do as he asked. Moreover, the Elliott Family frequently dealt with major auction houses in Irieson after generations of dabbling in the pharmaceutical business, and inquiring about this matter was

minutes later, Timothy returned with his phone in hand. “Mr. Clifford, I’ve asked around, and there is indeed an auction house that has the Century Lotus. At first, they planned to auction it next week, but I spoke

best to communicate with the auctioneers, hoping that they would sell the goods privately to the Elliott Family, but he had been rejected in an instant. After all, a rare and precious treasure like the Century

a private transaction in the first place, and he didn’t mind as long as the Century Lotus was available. Besides, he was not worried about money

just so happens to be a listing we’re eyeing at Miles Auction House,

would be nice. Thank you, Mr.

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