"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?!"

is medicine, and I'm sure Mr. Zeller needs it urgently to be free of pain soon. That's

pills are from a Mr. Lawrence, you say? Could it be Frank

know him, Mr. Sorano?" Nash's

was innocently convinced that the pills would be delivered if Willy

would not think so if he

a beat-he did not

Willy's friend got upset, he would be butchered many times

apologize, Willy alighted and took the bag

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