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.

felt suffocated. She was unfamiliar with Rose but could tell she was not one to

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

her most

words earlier turned Jeffrey's own men

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

as he watched Jeffrey call for

on him, he

quickly averted her eyes. She

fixed on Matthew She looked at him for a long time

coldly, "A freeloading

freeloader? Rose scrutinized Matthew once again, as if she was assessing his worth.

chest, and down

им

waist. .

Matthew was casually lounging in

just a freeloader, she dismissed him

men in the bar who were either handsome, silver-tongued,

men shared a common trait-they

didn't

was curious

Was it because of Matthew's manipulation,