Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 3223 Gathering of the Wealthy Merchants

"C'mon, Mr. Jardine, you can't actually be serious," Maurice grumbled with a helpless smile as he dodged around the room, his slightly chubby frame moving with surprising agility. Matthew Larson sat nearby, watching the scene with a suppressed grin. It was hard not to laugh, but with everyone present being older than him-none under forty-he held it in. "Hahaha, Jerome, what did I tell you? Mr. Jardine's already going after Maurice with his belt as soon we walk in."

"Huh, Maurice is such a disgrace."

Two more middle-aged men entered the room. One wore square-framed glasses and had a gentle expression, while the other crossed his arms, his sharp gaze full of exasperation as he looked at Maurice.

"Matthew, no need to be so formal. These guys never put on airs," Mortimer said, patting Matthew's shoulder, noticing how the young man was sitting upright, brewing tea.

"It's fine. I actually like this atmosphere at least there's none of that backstabbing or scheming," Matthew replied, a genuine smile touching his lips, the camaraderie in the room reminding him of the good times he shared with Sasha. "Sasha, where did you go..." he silently wondered to himself.

top-tier, each could still bring over a billion Dornian Emeralds to the table. Combined, they had a total of 200 million, more

"Mr. Larson!"

the door to the reception room burst open. Solon, who had been missing for four whole days, appeared in the doorway, looking

been these past few

walked in, and shut the door behind him. He plopped down on

frowned slightly, but

crossed his mind. However, he didn't pursue the matter and instead resumed speaking. "Gentlemen, it's an honor

wealthy merchants seated on the couches responded with smiles and

need for such formality. After all, we stand to profit from this as

a special hair tonic for me afterward?" Maurice joked, rubbing his balding head as he stared at the few strands of