The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 152

Rose coughed lightly. "I can keep him here for you, but you have to handle the rest yourself. I won't involve myself in this." Despite claiming no involvement, she was intervening by keeping Matthew there. She didn't act justly as she said she would. Jeffrey was aware of the mysterious backing behind Rose.

He dared not provoke this thorny rose, so he could only agree. "Okay, you keep him here. I'll make a call."

Following William's advice, Jeffrey had made thorough preparations.

He wanted Matthew dead but wasn't so foolish to do the deed here.

His real weapon was hiding on the dance floor.

He was an ancient martial artist who was also familiar with modern firearms-a true killer.

Jeffrey spoke over the phone, "Jaiden, there's been a change of plans. Come to the private room."

On the dance floor, a young man in a hoodie was dancing closely with a seductive woman.

Upon hearing the order in his earpiece, he shouted, "Coming."

He gave the woman's breast a squeeze before disappearing into the crowd, leaving her bewildered on the dance floor.

The atmosphere in the private room was strange.

Tessa was absolutely terrified. The day's events were beyond her comprehension as a businesswoman.

suffocated. She was unfamiliar with Rose but could tell

word from him

her

knew. His mere words earlier turned Jeffrey's own men against him. She still couldn't

came out from its cage. Everything he

snacked on nuts as he

on him, he turned to

quickly averted her eyes. She

a long time but still couldn't recognize him so she asked Jeffrey,

replied coldly,

if she was assessing his worth. She

chest, and down

им

waist. .

lounging in

he was just a freeloader, she dismissed him

the bar who were either handsome, silver-tongued,

these men shared a common trait-they were poor with no

Rose didn't

was curious why Ivan

manipulation, or