Chapter 137 Uncle Anthony’s New Meds!

• “Hahaha, sure. If I ever need help down the line, I won’t forget you, Uncle Anthony.” Francis Lynch chuckled.
• Simon Hart figured since Francis had a company now, it had to be some tiny startup he built himself. Even if it made a little money, it had to be chump change—barely enough to get by.
• Simon took Francis and Nora Lynch out for dinner. He hadn’t driven far when his phone rang. The moment he heard the voice, excitement lit up his face.