Chapter 459: Miss Quinlan Has a Lot!!_1

"You may not have heard of it."

She said as she opened the small, square brocade box, which solemnly contained a white pill the size of a tablet, centered, neatly placed, and looking somewhat familiar.

Just then, the waiter came to serve the dishes.

Spicy chicken cubes, boiled fish, one after another, the hot and spicy dishes were brought to the table, making those unaware think they had entered the wrong place.

Since when did the chefs at the Imperial Hotel start cooking spicy Sichuan cuisine!

At that moment, Alfred Garland had no interest in the dishes; his eyes were nearly bulging out as he stared at the object in the brocade box, with a face about to cry, he asked Candice Yancey, "Young lady, this isn't a Small Pill from the Black Market, is it?"

Candice Yancey was surprised he knew so much, arching her sharp eyebrows; Yancey family members all had dark eyes, and she was no exception: "You even know about this?"