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.

could tell she was not one

was an even more prominent figure. Just a word from him could determine the fate of her

frightened her most was

once knew. His mere words

was like a tiger that came out from its cage. Everything he did was unfathomable

snacked on nuts as he watched Jeffrey call

him, he turned to look at

her eyes. She didn't

fixed on Matthew She looked at him for a long time but still couldn't recognize him

coldly,

Rose scrutinized Matthew once again, as if she was assessing his worth. She looked

chest,

им

waist. .

casually lounging in a chair,

he was just a freeloader,

the bar who were

men shared a common trait-they

didn't

was curious why

Matthew's manipulation, or was