Chapter 898

Jerome's frustration boiled over. He nearly tore the page to shreds in anger. He had hope for a miraculous solution, a life-changing prescription. Instead, what he received was Tony's contact information. Worse, Tony didn't even have a medical license. For treatment to process, the license had to be secured. Yet without proof of mentorship, which Tony couldn't provide since his mentor had passed away, getting the license seemed impossible. No license, no treatment. Jerome felt trapped. Was he truly left with no options? … On the ninth floor of Opulent Club, Tony sat across from Ansel. Ansel carefully picked up a silver spoon, measured a small amount of freshly ground coffee, and placed it into a sleek, handcrafted coffee maker. He poured in hot water, swirling it gently to extract the rich flavors before letting it rest. The steam curled upward, carrying the bold, inviting aroma of freshly brewed coffee. Smiling, Ansel poured a cup and set it before Tony. "Have some coffee." To