Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 1579

Matthew saw the worry in Isabella's eyes, but he did not try to explain himself either. Instead, he merely nodded and smiled. "I understand." Isabella went on to tell him what to look out for while he was at the press conference, then walked away to attend a pre-conference briefing.

Neverland Pharmaceuticals was a manufacturer and an organic business in Stonedale, which meant local pharmacies had the privilege of being invited to events like these. If that were not the case, then Isabella and her small-time business would never be able to attend a large-scale and heavily publicized press conference such as this one.

That said, the privilege to attend precluded the privilege to place huge orders. After all, there were plenty of other pharmacies in Stonedale who would probably fight tooth and nail for Neverland Pharmaceuticals' products, and Isabella was hopelessly invisible among them all.

Even so, she still offered Matthew some of her orders if she managed to get any. It was through this act of generosity alone that Matthew was sure she was a kind person. With the Ten Great Families hot on his tail, Edmund was essentially public enemy number one to the upper echelons of society. Anyone else would have cut him off or turned against him, but for Isabella to go to such lengths to help him out was proof of her fortitude.

Presently, Matthew walked into the press conference hall, and upon seeing that it was practically devoid of people, he decided to take a look around.

While this was happening, a few cars were speeding down one of the main roads leading to the heart of Granville's metropolis. The car right in the middle of the fleet was an S-Class Mercedes Benz, which looked understated on the outside, but opulent within. There was nothing about the interior of this vehicle that did not evoke luxury and indulgence.

modified to outshine the

On the left was a stunning woman with waist-length hair who was meticulously painting her nails. Next to her was

man had his hair combed back neatly, revealing his finely-chiseled features and his porcelain skin. He was

there, he would recognize the man in the white suit as none other than the scion of the Cosby Family, the very same one whom he

forces in the Six Southern States. Master Levi was the King of the South, but even he was

done painting her nails, the girl with the waist-length hair stretched out her arm and spread her fingers wide so that she could admire how the color of the varnish looked against her delicate hand

this, but instead of getting angry, she sputtered. She leaned back lazily against the seat and nonchalantly crossed one leg over the other, not at all worried about how

wanted to scoff at her, and the disgust he had for her

snapped irritably. The girl smiled and asked, "So what if I'm a young lady of nobility? Just because I am, it doesn't mean I have to blow hot-and-cold like you do all the time. Should I perhaps glare at everybody like you do? Why don't you teach me how I can become more

about her nonsensical comebacks and decidedly turned to

thought this was too much fun to stop