Frank was taking Kat out on a joyride in his Maserati.

They had covered a lap around the outer reaches of Morhen and were returning to the cottage when he received Ned's call.

"Excuse me, Mr. Lawrence, but I would like to ask for a favor..." Ned asked right away.

He certainly understood the true depth of Frank's abilities, now that even a famed healer like Abel Loggins was swooning over some traditional pill Frank took out so nonchalantly.

Knowing that Frank was far more than what he seemed, Ned kept his tone as humble as possible.

"Ah, Mr. Ned Janko." Frank nodded on the other end. "What's the issue? Perhaps something unexpected happened, and my pill didn't work?"

Beside Frank, Kat exclaimed in surprise, "Ned Janko? As in the second son of Ciril Janko, who's rumored to be gay?!"

Frank, as if deliberately keeping her

is," she muttered under her breath. "That's

it." Frank

"No, Mr. Lawrence. It's not the pill. It's just that things

say that he did

and groaned despondently. "Well, I guess it's just not meant

Ned? If that gentleman could make such a pill, he just might be able to

coming over to our residence to treat my brother? Don't worry—I will pay you whether you succeed, as long as you come over.

eyes nearby, muttering under her breath. "You expect a piece of shit like Ned

him better than Abel Loggins, and

his

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