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They made it to one of the biggest hotels in Vancouver in record time, with Lyra setting a brisk pace and offering no explanation.

She merely grabbed Alex by the hand and guided him up to the tenth floor lounge, where two men waited.

One was Lyra's father, Joe Thompson, looking healthier than the last time Alex had seen him.

The other was a man perhaps twenty years Alex's senior, built like an aging prizefighter with the kind of intense gaze that hinted he'd once been a force to be reckoned with.

His suit looked one size too mall, struggling to contain his bulky frame.

One glance at his cold, unreadable expression told Alex this was not a man to be trifled with.

"Mr. Alex, I'm glad you could make it!" Joe said, standing up the moment Alex and Lyra stepped inside.

The old man's voice still carried warmth despite his recent brush with death. "How're you feeling, Mr. Thompson?" Alex asked.

"Can't complain," Joe replied with a grateful nod. "I owe it all to you. Frankly, I wouldn't be breathing if not for that pill you gave me."

"It was nothing," Alex said humbly. He still remembered Lyra telling him how desperately her father had needed the

miraculous cure.

Lyra grabbed Alex's arm, "Alex, there's someone I'd like you to meet."

She motioned to the muscular man.

"This is Raymond Wellington, a renowned medical expert out of Chicago. He's got plenty of experience in pharmaceuticals- and collects rare herbs from all over, including Vancouver."

Alex could respond, Raymond's eyes

'brilliant doctor' I've

look old enough to drive, let alone practice medicine. This better not be a

his tone. "Mr. Wellington, you shouldn't judge people on sight. I've seen Alex's skill in

derisive snort. "Sure he does. If he's really as good as you say, then I don't mind letting him take a crack at me. Let's see if his so-called 'gift' can

replied, calm as ever. "It's clear what's afflicting you

narrowed. "What kind of bull is that? Even the top doctors

their limitation,"

see you're very ill-poisoned, in fact. You've

through your regular food or supplements. If you don't stop, you won't last more than

pull out some magical antidote next and try to bleed me for every dime

toxin."

a shoulder in a small shrug. "Physical strength won't save you from internal damage. Once the

Raymond barked, his voice echoing across the lounge. "I've been taking the same supplements, eating

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decades. Nobody's ever tried to slip me anything. You're either delusional

trying to defuse the tension. "Well, Mr Wellington, I believe distrust is the mother of safety. But you shouldn't dismiss Alex so quickly.

some 'miracle' remedy that was nothing but a cheap tonic, and you just happened to

Lyra's patience snapped.

challenged, stepping closer and crossing her arms. "You're

raised an eyebrow, intrigued despite himself.

Alex's diagnosis is correct and you really are at death's door because of poison, you let

thin smile tugged at Raymond's lips. "And if I'm still

you get the Thompson plantation's entire herb yield," Lyra replied evenly, her voice laced with challenge. "I know you've had your eyes on it for

for a moment, then gave a low chuckle. "Well, aren't you bold. That's

throat again, clearly reluctant. "My daughter runs the family business now. Whatever she

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