Everyone was worried, but fortunately, they had learned how destructive Wyldeweed was. They would never touch it, as the consequences of getting addicted to it were terrifying.

Adrian squinted. “Do you have more suspicions, Dr. Claude?”

Claude pulled out a receipt. It was the list of herbs he had prepared for Matteo. “Look at the list. I suspect that something’s wrong with these Sol Pills.”

Adrian glanced at the receipt before handing it to Lionel. “I don’t know what Sol Pills are.”

“It’s a supplement the wealthy take.” Although Lionel had mostly wandered aimlessly through Debonaire, he had learned about all sorts of herbs.

Bucky explained, “Sol Pills are extremely precious, said to rejuvenate a person by 10 years. I’ve never seen it before though and have only heard of it.”

“And Dr. Matteo wants a lot of it.” Adrian glanced at the receipt. “Where are these pills? I’d like to try one.”

“I haven't found them yet,” Claude said, sounding a little crestfallen, “And I’ve looked thro