Sophia Sullivan swiftly retrieved the pill.
She gently lifted Ethan Sullivan's head.
The pill was placed into his mouth.
Warm water flowed from the cup.
Ethan slowly opened his eyes.
A flicker of surprise crossed his gaze.
"Ms. Sullivan?"
Sophia set down the water glass.
"How are you feeling, Mr. Sullivan?"
Ethan propped himself up.
His face remained pale.
But the tension in his brow had eased.
"Much better."
His eyes landed on the medicine box.
The MDH Pharmaceutical Research Institute logo stood out prominently.
Ethan's expression darkened slightly.
"This is MDH's specialized medication."
Sophia remained composed.
"You're quite knowledgeable, Mr. Sullivan."
Ethan studied her intently.
"MDH only supplies their drugs to the elite."
His voice was low.
"Ordinary people haven't even heard the name."
Sophia smiled faintly.
"Just a fortunate coincidence."
Their eyes met.
The air between them held unspoken tension.
Yet there was an odd sense of understanding.
A phone suddenly rang.
Sophia glanced at the screen.
Unknown number.
She declined the call and blocked it without hesitation.
But another call came through immediately.
Ethan noticed her actions.
"Do you need help?"
Sophia was about to power off her phone.
She paused at his words.
"Liam Winston."
Her explanation was brief.
"His mother needs this medication."
Ethan understood instantly.
He looked at Sophia.
The wind tousled her hair.
There had only been one pill.
Yet she'd given it to him without a second thought.
Ethan's heartbeat stuttered.
The phone rang again.
This time, Sophia answered.
Liam's furious voice erupted.
"Sophia Sullivan! How dare you attack my men!"
Sophia's tone was icy.
"Not my problem."
Liam forced his anger down.
"Sophia, Mother is seriously ill."
His voice softened.
"Name your price. I'll pay anything."
Sophia's lips curved.
"Turn right at 5th Street, Berlin Avenue."
Her voice was light.
"Meet me in ten minutes."
Liam hung up.
He kicked aside the thug at his feet.
"Useless idiots!"
Chloe Evans spoke soothingly.
"Just focus on getting the medicine."
She blinked innocently.
"Seems your sister still cares about money after all."
Liam scoffed.
"Money is all she cares about."
They hurried toward Berlin Avenue.
At the end of 5th Street stood a comedy theater.
A clown poster glared down at them.
Liam dialed again.
"I'm here. Where are you?"
Sophia's laughter chimed clearly.
"Do you see the stage?"
Liam frowned.
"What?"
Sophia's voice turned playful.
"Stand on it. Let the spotlight hit you."
A pause.
"Repeat what you just said to me."
Liam's face twisted.
"You're messing with me!"
Sophia ended the call.
Her laughter echoed through the empty theater.