"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?!"

Nash threw 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

left Willy's eyes flashing in amusement, and he grinned. "Those pills are from a

you know him, Mr. Sorano?" Nash's eyes lit up in delight at Willy's

innocently convinced that the pills would be

not think so if he

did not think that Nash was

got upset, he would be

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

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