The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 183

Tracy's voice made the forklift driver stop. Everyone in the courtyard turned to look at her.

John Hartton was only there to collect the herbs. He didn't usually need to attend to these things in person, but Sheldon had mentioned someone would try to stop them.

However, he didn't expect to run into a beauty like Tracy. It was a pleasant surprise. When he saw her beautiful face and voluptuous figure, he leered at her and approached her.

"I'm John Hartton of Hartton Logistics. It's a pleasure to meet you." He held out a hand as he spoke.

Tracy backed away. "I don't care who you are. Bison Herbs has purchased all the herbs here on behalf of my company, so you can't touch any of them."

John's hand hovered in mid-air, and he smiled awkwardly. "Why do you want these herbs, gorgeous? As far as I'm aware, no one's into traditional medicine anymore. You don't see traditional medicine practitioners in hospitals, and newspapers are always talking about how it's fake science.

"I haven't seen a traditional medicine practitioner for over a decade, let alone the general public. You're only going to suffer a loss by taking these herbs. Why not just let them go?"

"To export them, of course. The citizens of our country may not believe in traditional medicine, but foreigners do. I'm just going along with what they want. I don't care whether it means anything to them. All I want is to make money," John said.

Tracy smiled coldly. "Why are you purchasing them then?"

couldn't help but feel amused by John's

many fools in this world. Would anyone purchase something a second time if it hadn't worked

one in charge of negotiating with them, so he couldn't be bothered to say anything. He crossed his arms and

going along with, but you can't touch any

take my kindness for granted. Do you think you guys are all that because you've chased the Smith family's guard dogs away? "Do you fucking know who I'm purchasing these herbs for? They're people that you can't afford to offend. If you don't want to

an unseen force trying to cause trouble for Wealthwave Group, especially during the past month. Issues had cropped up one after another, and

until moments ago, she'd suspected the Smith family was behind this. Now, she felt it was actually whoever was backing

afford to offend? Which company's

to know. All I can tell you is that you need to get out of our

trying to

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of men my disposal. Even if you call the cops on me, I'll only

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his men and said, "Can one of you go tie her up? It looks

forward to stalk toward Tracy. She gritted her teeth, wanting to