“Mr. Dustin Rhys.”
“Who’s Dustin Rhys? I’ve never heard of him. Get lost, and don’t be an eyesore!” The guard lambasted.
Every day, many people sent gifts to the Hill family. It had already become a regular occurrence for them.
“But Mr. Rhys instructed me to deliver this to Sir Patrick personally.” Edmund was in a hard spot.
“Hey, do you not understand what I said? I told you to get lost!” The guard was getting impatient.
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