"Wait, Gus Zeller's medicine... from a Mr. Lawrence?" Willy mused to himself, and soon a certain Lawrence's face cto mind.

As Willy's expression turned cold, Nash saw the expensive car driving into Sorano Estate and Willy who sat at the back.

Noticing the bodyguard fawning all over Willy, Nash could see that Willy was a big deal, and someone like him would most likely help him out.

He walked up to Willy's car, bowing nervously and asking gingerly, "Mr. Sorano? I'm here to deliver medicine to Mr. Zeller, but | wasn't allowed in and

couldn't contact Mr. Zeller. Could you please—"

"Shut up!" the bodyguard bellowed at him right then. "Did you just ask Mr. Sorano to run an errand for you?! Who do you think you are?!"

panic. "This is medicine, and

favor... Could you please pass this to Mr. Zeller, or just call him? I'm

he grinned. "Those pills are from a Mr. Lawrence,

Mr. Sorano?" Nash's eyes lit up

convinced that the pills would be delivered

certainly would not think so if he knew what

a beat—he did not think that

friend got upset, he would be butchered

drop to his knees and apologize, Willy alighted and took the bag of pills Nash held

a friend of Mr. Lawrence, Mr. Sorano. Thank

in gratitude, only to watch in shock as Willy threw the bag on the

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