Chapter 602: Is this a Battle for Fame?_1

Nathalie Quinlan lifted her eyelids, her eyes were dark and clear as ink dots, and she stuffed her hands into her pockets, saying, "No need. My friend's grandfather is also an elder to me, this is my gift for the old gentleman upon our meeting."

A gift for meeting someone, a bottle of medicine?

And without a label?

Those who didn't understand would just think this girl was quite stingy, for someone of Mr. Wilmar's status, any gift should at least be something like ginseng or deer antler.

Giving a bottle with just a few pills, what kind of gift is that!

Only Candice Yancey, having suffered a loss before, could tell at a glance what Nathalie Quinlan carelessly tossed to Lowie Wilmar in that glass bottle.

Medicine from the Black Market!

She estimated about a dozen pills, and in her heart, calculated the price, her mouth twitched, good lord, casually the price of a house in Beijing!

This gift indeed had weight!