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 she was not one to be

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

her most was

Matthew that she once knew. His mere words earlier turned Jeffrey's own men

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

nuts as he watched Jeffrey call for his

Tessa's gaze on him, he turned to

Tessa quickly averted her eyes. She

time but still couldn't recognize him so

replied coldly, "A freeloading

if she was assessing his worth.

face, chest, and

им

waist. .

lounging in a chair,

was just a

the bar who were either handsome, silver-tongued, or physically

common trait-they were

didn't

she was curious

Matthew's manipulation, or was Jeffrey simply too harsh on