Chapter 67.

"So, Uncle Duane, what do you think of Dustin's medical

skills? Are you impressed?" Natasha asked with 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!" I *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 in the medical industry. He knew how immensely precious such

miraculous medicines are. If he could manufacture 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 he continued, "Of

course, if you could find me another rare herb, I can give you the

prescription for the Gemiphen. No charges." "Well…" Duane appeared

reluctant. It was hard enough to get him the aged Panax root. How much

harder would it be to get the ancient Heliotrope? As for the Gozoraberry,

the flower of Crimson Gem, and the 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 on 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 restaurant, which was Hillview Restaurant. Because

of its geographical advantage, it had an extraordinary view overlooking

half of Swinton. The night view was particularly breathtaking. With

exemplary service 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 nice dinner today.

Dahlia will be here soon. She's on her way. Let's head in without her."

Florence led Matt 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?" "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 smiling. "What? Five million?" Both Florence and James were

bewildered when they heard what the waiter said. Florence, who had her

card in her hand, immediately withdrew her hand.