The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 135

William continued, "It's only because I'm your grandfather. We're family. Remember to be more ruthless next time. Prepare a few more contingency plans.

"Also, don't forget to keep in touch with Rachel. Just pretend that nothing happened."

Jeffrey nodded. "I'll work on more plans. But given what has happened, Rachel would probably ignore me even if I contacted her."

William shook his head. "You're still young and naive. Unless you're caught red-handed, you should just deny it. If she brings it up, just insist that someone framed you.

"Remember, if lies are circulated too many times, it'll eventually fool all who listen. Repeat a lie a thousand times, it'll turn into the truth."

Furrowing his brows, Jeffrey said, "But Rachel is aware that I got Shane to cancel their deal with Wealthwave Group. She might even resent me for it. There's no longer a chance between us." William gritted his teeth. Jeffrey really was an idiot. If Sheldon was here, he wouldn't have said something so stupid.

It was a shame that Sheldon's ambition didn't lie here.

William kept chanting inwardly that Jeffrey was one of his kin, and he'd eventually succeed as long as he taught him patiently. He finally regained his composure after mentally bracing himself.

He began, "Tell her some lies mixed with a touch of truth. Say it was all for her own good-that the entire Carter family would have been doomed if she continued to dabble in traditional medicine." Jeffrey frowned. "She's very smart, though. Will she believe me?"

told her. Once she does that, you've succeeded. She can't find

really wore him out. Sooner or later, William would probably

enlighten him on the few stages of deception-the kinds of lies he should use when dealing with different people. But he was no longer in the

Now that he'd come up with a solution regarding Rachel,

should kill Matthew instead. An idea swiftly popped up in his mind just

...

of Lambda were a mix of urban and rural areas, with several villages scattered across the urban

urban area, with most of its

sign that read "General Clinic". Looking at the neat clinic, Jenny felt like she was in a

had finally come true. However, a twinge of uneasiness prickled at her. Walter had told her two

If given the choice, you should tell your secret to a dog instead

Medicine, but she'd never seen Walter with it. She couldn't have handed it

open a clinic was because Matthew had already resolved

series of footsteps

man in his 40s walk in. Wearing a white shirt with a tie, a pair of dark

black leather shoes, he seemed like a senior executive of a