"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?!"

hands up in panic. "This is medicine, and I'm sure Mr. Zeller needs it urgently

this to Mr. Zeller, or just call him? I'm

and he grinned. "Those pills are from a Mr. Lawrence, you say? Could it

Do you know him, Mr. Sorano?" Nash's eyes lit up in delight

the pills would be delivered if Willy

not think so if he knew what

skipped a beat—he did not think that Nash

friend got upset, he would be butchered

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

Lawrence, Mr. Sorano. Thank you so much for helping—please bring those pills to Mr. Zeller

bowing in gratitude, only to watch in shock as Willy threw the

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