FreeNovelChapter 100 A crack echoed as Acson’s bone broke and pierced through the back of his hand! “Ahhh!” Acson cried, but Kayson punched his chest. “Blurgh!” Acson coughed blood before Kayson threw him out of Bwell Therapeutics.
Acson landed on his underlings as they piled up against each other. Kayson stood at the door and said dryly, “Disturb Mr. Ewell again, and it won't be as simple as broken bones and bleeding with your skills trashed.” Kayson then looked at someone among the crowd and called out, “Mr. Batley, cin.” Sean stepped out of the crowd and approached Kayson with a strange look. “Mr. Kace...” He was not expecting Kayson to be that fierce! “It’s a small issue. Cget the medicine,” said Kayson. Sean could only hurry inside. “Lindsy, this is my superior. fill the prescription and divide it into ten portions.” “Sure!” Lindsy moved quickly. Zachary pulled Kayson to have a seat and sighed. “Kayson, you were too violent! The Waltons might not let you off the hook this time!” Kayson replied quietly, “If there weren't so many people watching at the entrance, they wouldn't even get to leave this place alive.” Zachary chuckled wryly. “Kayson, the Waltons are low-profile, but if one has to compare, the Whitmans and the Allens can’t even stand up to them...” “Oh?” Kayson was surprised. He thought that the Whitmans and the Allens were the strongest while the Waltons had begun to deteriorate.
“Only a small number of people know this. The Waltons aren't a regular political or business family. They're a martial arts family. “Every Walton starts practicing martial arts from a young age, so they're all masters.” Kayson was astonished. His mentor had mentioned that there were generational families who practiced martial arts passed down to them in the city even when most influential families were in business or politics. The Waltons must be such a family. “It’s fine. Don’t worry, Mr. Ewell. It’s just the Waltons. I'm not scared even if the whole family comes at me.” Kayson smiled faintly. His mentor had never sounded like he was bothered by such martial arts families, and that was the case for him as well since he was his mentor’s student. “You still ought to be careful. Don’t underestimate the Waltons.” Zachary wanted to warn Kayson more but gave up weakly upon seeing that the latter did not care.
Lindsy had dispensed the herbs speedily, and Kayson passed them to Sean. “Mr. Batley, take one packet each tand boil it in low heat for half an hour. Drink it once after breakfast and once before bed.” “Okay. Thank you so much, Mr. Kace!” Sean thanked him gratefully. Kayson smiled.
At that moment, someone entered Bwell Therapeutics-Queenie. “Sean.” Sean asked in worry, “Queeny, what brings you here?” Queenie’s bright eyes on her pretty face were focused on Kayson. “Mr. Yarde, you've saved me, but | haven't thanked you properly. Why don’t you cback for a visit to our place?” Lindsy’s face fell slightly as she approached Kayson and hooked her arms with his. “Kayson, it will soon be noon. Stay for lunch.
I'm a good cook.”
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