Dahlia Nicholson and Dustin Rhys

Chapter 67

Chapter 67

“So, Uncle Duane, what do you think of Dustin’s medical skills? Are you impressed?” Natasha asked wi

th a smirk, evidently proud. After all, this was the man she had taken a liking to.

“Who knew that a single pill could work such wonders?” Duane’s eyes lit up as

he said. “Rhys, may I know what this pill is? Can I have a few more? I’ll pay for it. Just name your price!

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*This is Gemiphen. It’s a confidential prescription. And because the ingredients are too valuable, the pill

that you just had was my only one,” Dustin replied, aloof.

“That’s okay, just sell me the prescription then.” Duane was not one to give up easily. He was a tycoon i

n the medical industry. He knew how immensely precious such miraculous medicines are. If he could m

anufacture them in bulk, he would have struck gold!

“I told you, the prescription is confidential. There’s no way I’m selling it.“Dustin stopped himself before h

e continued, “Of course, if you could find me another rare herb, I can give you the prescription for the G

emiphen. No charges.”

“Well…” Duane appeared reluctant. It was hard enough to get him the aged Panax root. How much har

der would it be to get the ancient Heliotrope? As for the Gozoraberry, the flower of Crimson Gem, and t

he Cherusia, he had never even heard of them, much less know where to get them.

“There’s no rush, Uncle Duane. We can continue discussing this after we get the Panax root.” Natasha

smiled

as

she rubbed her stomach. “I’m suddenly feeling quite hungry, Uncle Duane. Why don’t we go for a meal

at

Hillview Restaurant? You can also transfer the ownership of the hotel to Dustin while we’re there.”

Duane’s eyelid twitched. This was one impatient lady! Though it pained him to do so, there

was nothing else

Duane could do other than agree. After all, he had made a promise, and he couldn’t very well go back o

n it. So, after some small talk, they made their way to Hillview Hotel.

Hillview Hotel was situated in an excellent location, right by Lake Vestine. It was famous for its rooftop r

estaurant, which was Hillview Restaurant. Because of its geographical advantage, it had an extraordina

ry view overlooking half of Swinton. The night view was particularly breathtaking. With exemplary servic

e and exquisite food, it was no wonder that Hillview Restaurant was patronized by many of the rich and

famous.

Furthermore, they only served VIPs, so regular folk were not allowed to set foot there.

Once they reached Hillview Restaurant, the three got a private room to themselves and ordered some

of the signature dishes. They soon began to dig in.

Meanwhile, a Mercedes–

Benz SUV stopped in front of the main entrance to Hillview Hotel. The car door

opened and Florence stepped out of the car.

“Matt, Hillview Restaurant is a wonderful place. Since you’ve helped us out so much, I’ll treat you to a n

ice dinner today. Dahlia will be here soon. She’s on her way. Let’s head in without her.” Florence led Ma

tt and James into the hotel, but when they reached the highest floor, they were stopped by a waiter.

“I’m sorry, I’m afraid you can’t come in.”

“What? We’re not allowed to enter?” James glared at the waiter, displeased. “Do you know who we are

? How

dare you stop me?”

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“You’re running a business here! Aren’t you supposed to serve guests? What do you mean we can’t go

in? Who are you to look down on us?” Florence asked mastily.

They had anticipated having a good meal there, but they ended up being denied entry. Peeved was an

understatement.

“My apologies, but we only serve VIPS,” the waiter answered respectfully.

“What’s so great about a VIP? We’ll just apply to be a VIP then!” Florence scoffed.

“May I please know if you’re applying for a regular VIP or a Deluxe VIP?” the waiter asked with a smile.

“Of course we’re going for the Deluxe VIP! Do we look like we can’t afford it?” James asked arrogantly

as he lifted his chin.

“Yes, we only go for the best!” Florence whipped out her card.

Matt was watching them. She couldn’t afford to embarrass herself in his presence.

“Sure. You’ll have to put in a deposit of five million dollars for the Deluxe VIP.” The waiter was still smilin

g.

“What? Five million?”

Both Florence and James were bewildered when they heard what the waiter said. Florence, who had h

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