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

hardened instantly, authority radiating from every

herb belongs to

give a damn who it belongs to!" Florence

handing it over, right

"Exactly! If the Kingstons have it,

and

his voice cold as

made myself clear. If you're here to waste

to us willingly, don't blame us for doing things the hard

stepped forward, flanked by six hulking thugs

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

yet resolute, placing herself protectively in front of

no. Leave now, or I

Josephine, admiration softening

ready to risk

venomously, his words dripping poison. "Who's this meddling bitch? Move, or I'll make you regret

Jack swung violently at Josephine, but she swiftly dodged his clumsy assault, her foot

instantly, howling in agony as humiliation

How dare you kick my son!" Florence shrieked, her voice cracking with

I can't have grandchildren because of this, huh?

lunged like a

face with the full force of maternal outrage and aristocratic

sharp and precise

ring.

a swift, brutal counterstrike, her fist smashed into Florence's

crunch, sending blood

you worthless idiots waiting for? Destroy her!" Florence

advanced menacingly, their

this, little girl. Kneel now, and perhaps we'll show mercy after

eyes darkened dangerously, fury simmering just beneath his

to get out form this place-or suffer the

thugs sneered with smug contempt, swaggering forward like he

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