The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Jeffrey felt as if he'd just been slapped. Shane had already embarrassed him earlier, and Matthew's question only added insult to injury.

How he wished he could murder Matthew. The audacity of someone insignificant like Matthew to constantly humiliate him!

He also couldn't believe that Shane dared to defy him. At this point, he had completely thrown his grandfather's advice into the recesses of his mind.

Glowering at Matthew, Jefrrey had no intention of concealing the hatred flaring in his eyes.

"Matthew, I've been tolerating you out of respect for my old classmate, Rachel. But I never expected you to keep pushing your luck. If you continue to behave this way, you'll be very sorry."

Was this a threat? Matthew stared at Jeffrey, who had obviously lost his rationale. His hatred for Matthew was as clear as day, but Matthew was unfazed.

"So, healing Mr. Wright is what you call pushing my luck? Would you have preferred him to continue suffering instead?"

Shane's expression shifted. The way he looked at Jeffrey suddenly changed.

make a big deal out of it! I'm glad that Mr. Wright is cured." Shane's expression grew grim. In fact, Jeffrey's tone did

didn't want to waste time arguing with

"Mr. Wright, you promised to continue working with

a while, but he

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feet. His expression darkened as he snarled, "Mr. Wright, you better think about the consequences. This decision

hint of defiance crossed Shane's face. "I've

you've made up your mind, I'll leave now. I hope you won't

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concern. "Mr. Wright, can you tell me

have guessed, halted our partnership because of something Jeffrey said. The Smith

to obtain their distribution rights. We're left without a competitive edge in the