An hour had crept by, and Alex was scribbling patient records in the fading amber glow, preparing to shutter the clinic doors when the sudden thundering of heavy boots announced trouble.

Florence and Jack stormed back inside, their pack of thugs swaggering arrogantly behind.

"You bastard!" Florence shrieked venomously, brandishing a fist in his direction. "How dare you cheat us with fake goods?"

Alex released a weary sigh, his gaze fixed indifferently upon the paperwork.

"That was genuine ginseng. Why would I bother deceiving small-timers like you?"

"Who cares about your worthless ginseng?" Jack roared furiously.

"We want the main ingredient for the Emerald Elixir!"

"That ginseng," Alex drawled slowly, his tone dripping mockery, "is indeed part of

the Emerald Elixir. Didn't anyone teach you morons anything?"

"You lying snake!" Florence snapped viciously, her eyes blazing with fury.

"The Emerald Elixir contains about fifty herbs," Alex sneered contemptuously, finally lifting his cold, piercing gaze to meet hers.

"Why don't you enlighten me exactly which herb your greedy, pea-sized brains are desperate for?"

Jack exchanged a dumbstruck glance with his mother, their ignorance painfully evident.

Then a distant memory sparked clarity in Jack's dim eyes. "Mother, remember the rare herb Clara wanted to buy-the one we lost all our cash fighting over?"

Florence's eyes widened sharply, her voice thick with bitter resentment.

"The Verdantheart Root. How could I forget losing my fortune to that damned plant?"

"Exactly! The Emerald Verdantheart Root! That's what Alex is hiding!"

Alex merely shook his head, chuckling darkly. "Even idiots strike gold occasionally, huh?"

Florence lunged forward, finger jabbing imperiously at Alex.

that Verdantheart Root, you thief! We helped you secure it last time. You

instantly, authority radiating from every

herb belongs to the Kingston

a damn who it belongs to!" Florence shouted

handing it over, right

"Exactly! If the Kingstons have it,

Alex, and maybe we'll forgive

from his chair, his voice cold as forged

made myself clear. If you're here to waste my time,

Jack's face twisted menacingly. "If you don't give it to us willingly,

six hulking thugs he had paid handsomely to

a wall of muscle, each one broad-shouldered and menacing, their expressions

bravely stepped forward, trembling yet resolute, placing

already said no. Leave now, or I swear I'll call the

at Josephine, admiration softening his fierce

ready to

dripping poison. "Who's this meddling bitch?

but she swiftly dodged his clumsy assault,

instantly, howling in agony as

you kick my son!" Florence shrieked, her voice

have grandchildren because of this, huh? Will you take

lunged like

straight at Josephine's face with the full

sharp and precise as a fighter in

ring.

a swift, brutal counterstrike, her fist smashed into

crunch, sending blood spurting

idiots waiting for? Destroy her!"

advanced menacingly, their

out of this, little girl. Kneel now, and perhaps we'll show

fury simmering just beneath his calm

to get out form this place-or

contempt,

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