“I happen to be a member here. Some of the rarer medicines are only available to members first. If there’s anything you need, I’d be happy to help.”
“I don’t need a membership.” Scarlett said it casually, then walked straight into the Sanctum Medical Institute.
Harold refused to give up and followed her inside. When he spotted the limited-edition medicinal ointments being sold at the counter, he lifted his chin toward them and looked at Scarlett.
“See that? Those are specially formulated by Doctor Nyx himself. They’re better than anything you’ll find in a hospital pharmacy -by a mile. Want one?”
Harold knew her background-or at least what he thought he knew. A country girl, no real exposure, no status. The Hayes family didn’t value her, so there was no way she’d ever had access to the Sanctum Medica’s exclusive medicine.
While he was making those assumptions, Michael slipped a hand into his pocket and touched the small medicine box Scarlett had given him.
Then he glanced at the display and saw the price tag.
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