I’m Someone Else

Chapter 252

Rose scurried off upstairs. Precious herbs were expensive and barely anyone would purchase them, but as a family of healers and pharmacists, they must have some of everything in their inventory, or their professionalism would be put into question.

Thomas was asking for a lot. Twenty high-quality wild manroots were almost all the manroots they had. This was a big decision, and it was normal for Rose to be this nervous.

Thomas plopped down on a chair and took a sip of water. Oh, right, it’s late. Olivia’s still working. He took out his phone and made a call. “Don’t worry, Olivia. I’ll be back soon.”

“It’s alright. I’m not going home anyway. Working overtime.”

“You’re pulling an all-nighter?” Thomas was surprised. She’s pulling out all the stops. At this rate, she’s going to destroy herself.

“Yeah. No way around it. I have to finish these before tomorrow as they’ll be needed at the meeting. Be careful out there, alright?” She hung up and went back to work.

“Okay.” Thomas smiled dryly and turned around. There was a pen and some paper on the table. Angelvale Pharmacy’s staff member had placed them there so they could jot things down when needed. He pulled a paper out and wrote down a formula for Olivia. It was one to replenish her energy.

He wasn’t much help when it came to her work, but he could keep her healthy with his skills. No one’s going to believe someone like Olivia has to work so hard. Everyone thinks she’s so glamorous and beautiful and powerful, but they have no idea how much she has had to work for it. Nothing’s easy in this world.

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“He needs that many?”

“Yeah. So, are we giving them to him, Grandpa?”

Raymond mused over it for a moment, then he said, “Yes, and we’re doing it free of charge.” His opinion of Thomas had changed drastically. At first, he thought Thomas was just a skilled doctor without any kind of powerful friends or allies, but after the events that happened last time, he found out that Thomas actually was a popular person. The Mortons and the Peralta Family were friends with him, and even Quincy, the respected doctor, revered him. After the poisoning, his family quickly became friends with Quincy, given that they were both members of the medical world.

Just the value of these connections alone was enough for Raymond to befriend Thomas, and doubly so after he asked Quincy about the improvement of his craft. The answer shocked him. The reason he improved so much was all thanks to Thomas’ guidance. That answered the question of why Quincy was so protective of Thomas.

Of course, Rose didn’t know any of that, so her grandfather’s answer shocked her. “We’re giving them to him free of charge?” We spent so much money buying them, and now we’re giving them for free?

“Yes. We’re giving him everything,” Raymond repeated. Twenty quality wild manroots? So what? It’s not exactly priceless, but compared to the friendship with Thomas, it’s nothing.

Rose inhaled sharply. “I see. I understand, Grandpa.”

“Good.” Raymond was delighted. Twenty quality wild manroots might seem much, but the value of Thomas’ favor far outstripped the cost. He was sure Thomas would help should their family fall into peril. The fact that he’s a remarkable doctor alone can be a big help.

“Thomas is more than meets the eye. Quite a skilled man, and you guys are the same age, so make sure you get along with him. It’ll be good for you and the family,” said Raymond. There was a hidden meaning in his words.

Rose hastily answered, “Yeah, yeah.” She hung up as she was in a hurry to get the herbs for Thomas.

Raymond smiled. Thomas was a young and successful man, while his granddaughter was young and beautiful. He certainly hoped the spark of love would bloom between them. I’m sure he’s going to be a good partner.

Rose went back to the first floor, and Thomas handed her another formula. “I need some of your men to gather these herbs for me. Brew it into a concoction if possible. I’ll need to take it back with me.”

Rose took the formula and skimmed through it, then she nodded. “Sure thing.” She summoned a staff member and handed the recipe to them, then she led Thomas to the repository.

The moment he stepped through the threshold, Thomas caught the whiff of herbs, and it cleared his mind. He looked around the repository. I expected nothing less from the Elliott Family. They have a ton of good stuff here.

Rose led him to the innermost cabinet and pointed at the items on it. “Quality wild manroots here. Take them. All twenty-six of them are yours now. Grandpa’s word, not mine.”

Thomas was touched. “Thanks. How much do I owe you?”

Rose smiled. “Free of charge. Once again, Grandpa’s word.” She didn’t know why Raymond was doing this, but she was just carrying out his orders. Besides, she didn’t dislike Thomas. In fact, she found him to be special.

“Free of charge?” Thomas was shocked. Quality manroots cost a ton of money, and most places didn’t even have them. He couldn’t believe the Elliotts would give them away free of charge, and all twenty- six of them too.

He took a box and opened it. The root was wrapped in parchment paper. Judging from the girth, it was about five hundred years old at least. You don’t see this every day.

“Just take them. You don’t have to open everything up. Saves time,” Rose said. We’re already giving the herbs for free. Not going to skimp out on the boxes.

“Thanks,” said Thomas. I owe you guys one. He hauled the roots to his car, and Rose came back with a thermos of the brew Thomas wanted. “Um…” Rose hung her head low, her cheeks pink, and she fiddled with her fingers. “Do you want to grab something to eat sometime?”

“Sure.” Thomas nodded.