Life After Prison by Silencieux novel Chapter 270

Chapter 270 

Severin practically facepalmed. ‘Medical box?’ The Dracodeus Ring that he wore was a storage item that could hold a lot of things, and there was no need for him to carry a medical box around. 

Such paraphernalia were known only to the strongest people who had reached high levels of attainment. One could not expect a rich kid like Stanley to have seen such a treasure when all he knew was to eat, drink, and frolic with women all day long. 

However, Severin could not help but smile when he realized that it would be a great chance to mess with him. “Are you sure? It’s not a problem for you to tag along, but my medical box is a little heavy, and I’m worried you won’t be able to lift it!” 

“Who are you kidding? I’m a strong man, so of course I can carry it!” Stanley could not help but laugh. “Do you think I’m not strong enough just because I come from a rich family? I’m a man, after all, and even though I haven’t done much physical work before, a medical box shouldn’t pose a big problem for me!” 

“In that case, I’ll bring you along with me tomorrow then,” Severin agreed with a smile. “After all, it’d be a waste not to accept an offer to help, right?” 

“Haha, awesome. I’ll come by your place tomorrow morning and take the chance to enjoy a ride in your Audi!” Stanley said with a laugh. 

Severin’s face darkened. “You’re not driving?” 

“Nah, I’ll just take a taxi. Driving is such a hassle!” Stanley laughed. 

It was a lively and harmonious evening with the Shanahans as they ate and drank to their heart’s content. Stanley intended to rely on Severin to build a good relationship with Robin, so he pretended to toast a few glasses with Severin and casually asked for Robin’s phone number too. 

Elsewhere, Claude, the leader of the Emerald Cloud Gang, came to Brookbourn Mansion, 

Zachariah and several other strong Ballard members looked at their guests and could not help but frown. Hehe, what brings you here, Claude? Oh, and take these herbs back, please. I don’t accept gifts from people if I haven’t done anything to deserve it.” 

Claude knew that Zachariah, as one of Brookbourn Mansion’s people, was well-known for being a man of integrity. He had therefore expected Zachariah to reject the offering. 

He smiled, and said, “Sir, this wild herb has been grown for half a century. It’s not worth much, but I’m sure the esteemed old madam will be able to receive some sort of benefit after eating it. They say that these herbs contain a certain vitality that could extend the life of those who consume it! 

Zachariah’s eyes lit up slightly after hearing that and it was obvious that his interest had been piqued. After giving it some thought, however, he smiled and said, “I’m sorry, but I do not wish to break my principles. You are also a member of one of the underground forces, so I can’t accept whatever gifts you 

have for me!”