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

prominent figure. Just a word from him could determine the fate

frightened her most was

His mere words earlier turned Jeffrey's own men against him. She still

release from prison, Matthew was like a tiger that came out from

snacked on nuts as he watched Jeffrey call

he turned to look at

quickly averted her eyes. She didn't dare to

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

replied coldly,

if she was assessing his worth. She looked

face, chest, and down

им

waist. .

in a chair, she couldn't see

he was just a

freeloading men in the bar who were either

shared a common

didn't take

was curious why

manipulation, or was Jeffrey simply too harsh