Ro bellowed right then, “Guards! Get him!”


    At his voice, the McCoys‘ bodyguards promptly surrounded Frank.


    He looked at them in turn, frowning, “What is this?”


    Ro brandished the wooden case at him and snapped, “Your wife hurt my dad once, and now you’re


    going to finish her job? I’ll have you beaten to a pulp right now!


    Frank sighed exasperatedly. “The pill inside can save your father.”


    “Shut up!” Ro barked. “Get him!”


    At Ro’s orders, the bodyguards whipped out their weapons, ready to hurt Frank, when a car


    bounded into thepound toward them, sending the bodyguards scampering for cover before the


    door opened.


    Dan alighted, and promptly shouted, “Hold it, Ro!”


    He had rushed here right after receiving the McCoys‘ call, stunned to find that fake Ichor Pills were


    already in the market in just a few days.


    He certainly had to stop Ro when he arrived and saw that thetter was ready to hurt Frank–if


    Ro really went through with it, Lyndon would be a dead man walking!


    “Finally, Mr. Zimmer. Please go in–let me deal with this,” Ro said politely.


    Even if he would refrain from being rude to Dan, he needed his satisfaction by beating up Frank!


    “Deal with what?!” Dan snapped, grabbing his arm. “Frank’s a bona fide miracle worker. He’s the one


    who refined the Ichor Pills–you won’t find another across all of Riverton!”


    “What?!” Ro was left stunned. “Are you joking, Mr. Zimmer?”


    “Why would I joke around?” Dan snorted, really not bothered to waste his breath.


    Turning toward Frank, he asked, “Are you alright, Mr. Lawrence?”


    He certainly did not want a savant to get hurt!


    Frank shook his head. “Thank you for your concern, but I’m fine.


    “Well, are you going to treat Mr. McCoy now?” Dan asked tentatively.


    “I’ve given his son an Ichor Pill,” Frank said with a shrug. “He just has to feed his father, and he’ll be


    fine.”


    “What?” Dan froze.


    It was an Ichor Pill they were talking about! He was himself too embarrassed to ask despite his desire


    for one, but the McCoys were given one easily?!


    Dan was as jealous as he was envious!


    Still, Ro snorted. “Ichor Pill? Mr. Zimmer, Helen Lane already gave one to my dad, and he copsed


    right after!”


    “I wouldn’t know if it’s real when it’s anyone else, but it’s definitely real if it’s given by Mr. Lawrence


    here,” Dan snapped, shooting a re at him. “Sell it to me if you don’t want it. I’m willing to pay you


    a million.”


    “Uh… huh?”


    Ro was left staring at the box in his hand, but still doubted if it was really a miracle despite Dan’s


    affirmation.


    “Why don’t you take a look at my father first, Mr. Zimmer?” he asked quietly.


    “Didn’t Mr. Lawrence already give you the pill? Just feed it to your father,” Dan said. “Or are you


    doubting me?”


    “N–No, of course not,” Ro replied.


    He certainly would not refuse after Dan said that.


    Turning and running into the room, he fed his father the pill.


    Dan in turn turned toward Frank, dissing Ro without qualms, “Apologies, Mr. Lawrence. Young


    Ro is still a little green–don’t hold it against him.”


    The bodyguards around them pretended not to hear a thing. Forget dissing Ro–Dan could p


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