Chapter 53
Rocco bellowed right then, “Guards! Get him!”
At his voice, the McCoys‘ b*dyguards promptly surrounded Frank.
He looked at them in turn, frowning, “What is this?”
Rocco 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!” Rocco barked. “Get him!”
At Rocco’s orders, the b*dyguards whipped out their weapons, ready to hurt Frank, when a car bounded into the compound toward them, sending the b*dyguards scampering for cover before the door opened.
Dan alighted, and promptly shouted, “Hold it, Rocco!”
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 Rocco when he arrived and saw that the latter was ready to hurt Frank–if Rocco really went through with it, Lyndon would be a dead man walking!
“Finally, Mr. Zimmer. Please go in–let me deal with this,” Rocco 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?!” Rocco 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, Rocco snorted. “Ichor Pill? Mr. Zimmer, Helen Lane already gave one to my dad, and he collapsed 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 glare at him. “Sell it to me if you don’t want it. I’m willing to pay you
a million.”
“Uh… huh?”
Rocco 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,” Rocco 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 Rocco without qualms, “Apologies, Mr. Lawrence. Young Rocco is still a little green–don’t hold it against him.”
The b*dyguards around them pretended not to hear a thing. Forget dissing Rocco–Dan could slap Rocco in the face, and Rocco would never retaliate!
