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

breath. "That's why

it." Frank scowled

same time, Ned said from the other end, "No, Mr. Lawrence. It's not the pill. It's just that things are a little complicated here. Do you have more of

to say that he did but soon had an idea. "That

"Well, I guess it's just not meant to be. I'm hanging up now, Mr.

Ned? If that gentleman could make such a pill,

then asked urgently but politely, "Sir. Mr. Lawrence, I'm Lothar Janko. Would you mind coming over to our residence to treat my brother? Don't worry—I will pay you whether

rolled her eyes nearby, muttering under her breath. "You expect a piece of shit like Ned could actually make friends with anyone important? Sounds more like a conman to

think he can save Father, Uncle Lothar? That'd make him better than Abel Loggins, and I've never heard of such a person in Morhen. Stepmother is right—it has

you!" Lothar barked, his

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