"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?!"

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

grinned. "Those pills are from a Mr. Lawrence, you say? Could it

him, Mr. Sorano?" Nash's eyes lit up in delight

innocently convinced that the pills would be delivered if Willy

if he knew what

did not think that Nash

he would be butchered many

drop to his knees and apologize, Willy alighted and took

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