Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 3497 The Governor of Ore Island

The air in the mansion of Ore Island's governor was thick with an almost palpable anticipation.

Toliver strode purposefully down the marble hallway, his polished shoes echoing sharply against the pristine floors. His destination was clear-Orla's private quarters. "Governor, I need to speak with you. It's urgent!" he called out, his voice carrying an edge of alarm that refused to be masked.

From inside the room, a woman's voice answered, her tone teasing. "Toliver, this isn't like you. What's got you so rattled?"

Barely keeping his composure, he replied, "The man you've taken an interest in... He's crossed the Viper Crew!"

"Hmm?" A soft hum of surprise escaped from the room. Moments later, the faint sound of footsteps approached the door. It swung open smoothly, revealing Orla herself.

Her beauty was otherworldly-her high ponytail tied neatly, complemented by a faint, knowing smile playing on her lips. She was wrapped in a flowing white gown that enhanced her ethereal presence, creating a vision so striking it could leave anyone breathless.

Toliver lowered his gaze instinctively, a gesture of respect and perhaps a measure of self-preservation. He knew well that if the woman before him truly posed no threat, it would only mean he was already marked for death. "Greetings, my Lord," he said firmly.

Orla's smile widened slightly as she observed him. "Toliver, you're always so formal. I've told you before-relax a bit when you see me."

without looking up. "You are my master, and I

he knew just how terrifying this breathtaking woman truly

his rigid demeanor, a trace

her delicate features. "Fine. Rise, then, and speak." She waved a

matter of his rigid formality,

long before she ascended to power. The name "Toliver" had not been his originally-it was a name Orla had given him after her rise, symbolizing his role as

today, one of

Redwood, went to

he reached Lopez Mining Group, he ran into Matteo. A conflict broke out, and Redwood ended up dead right there in the

darting away. "And it doesn't end there. Dominic has already issued a

the background. He knew better than to disturb Orla when she was

an intricate puzzle. The silence lingered, thick with contemplation,

and amused, "that Matteo is turning out to be quite the interesting

rang out like the chime of silver bells, filling the space with an almost disarming warmth. Her smile lit up

in confusion. What had