Chapter 337: I'll Be Waiting

"Fighting? Nash?" Marilyn asked, baffled. "Looks like someone went to Nash's clinic to stir up trouble. Old Wokey's throwing down with them," Nash Johnston muttered, squinting toward the clinic in the distance. "Huh?" Marilyn flinched. She lifted her head and peered toward Nash's clinic, then turned back to Nash with confusion. "Nash, it's so far. How did you know Garrett is fighting someone?" "Because I'm unbeatable," Nash said with a grin. "Come on, let's hurry back and take a look." "Okay,"...