"Wait, Gus Zeller's medicine... from a Mr. Lawrence?" Willy mused to himself, and soon a certain Lawrence's face came to mind.

As Willy's expression turned cold, Nash saw the expensive car driving into Sorano Estate and Willy who sat at the back.

Noticing the bodyguard fawning all over Willy, Nash could see that Willy was a big deal, and someone like him would most likely help him out.

He walked up to Willy's car, bowing nervously and asking gingerly, "Mr. Sorano? I'm here to deliver medicine to Mr. Zeller, but I wasn't allowed in and couldn't contact Mr. Zeller. Could you please—"

"Shut up!" the bodyguard bellowed at him right then. "Did you just ask Mr. Sorano to run an errand for you?! Who do you think you are?!"

his hands up in panic. "This is medicine, and I'm sure Mr. Zeller needs it urgently to be free of pain soon. That's why I'm asking a favor... Could you please pass this to Mr. Zeller, or just call him? I'm really sorry for

amusement, and he grinned. "Those pills are from a Mr.

him, Mr. Sorano?" Nash's

would be delivered if Willy was

think so if he knew what happened

heart skipped a beat-he did not think that Nash was telling

friend got upset, he

to his knees and apologize, Willy alighted and took the bag of pills Nash held

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