The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 219

Matthew pulled out his phone and looked at the time. It was exactly 10:00 a.m. They were on time, not even a minute late.

"You must be mistaken about the time. It's 10:00 a.m. sharp, so we're right on time."

The attendees of the meeting looked at Matthew and Rachel strangely. Most people knew that the meeting was a plot against traditional medicine, and Wealthwave Group had heavily invested in it. Robert wasn't fussing about them being late. He was just trying to make things difficult for them.

With a look of contempt, Robert gazed at Matthew. "I didn't get the time wrong. My brand-new watch shows it's already 10:01 a.m. Since you're late, you don't get to attend the meeting." Matthew was seriously annoyed. Who the hell was this guy? He was clearly on time, but Robert was determined to make it sound like he was late.

Upon a closer look, Matthew noticed Robert was old. When he saw the yellowish eyes, it all clicked together.

"If you can't see straight, you need to visit an optometrist. It's clearly 10:00 a.m., but you mistook it as 10:01 a.m. Better get your eyes checked, or you might end up in a car accident."

Robert fumed with anger. "How dare you talk back to me? Do you want me to get the security guards to kick you out right now?"

At this moment, Sheldon came in through the door. He frowned when he heard Robert was about to toss Matthew and Rachel out.

The entire setup had been orchestrated for Wealthwave Group. Kicking them out would make the meeting pointless.

"It's already ten. Let's get the meeting started," Sheldon stated.

picked up on Sheldon's hint and respectfully replied, "Got it, Mr. Smith.

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smiled and announced, "Since everyone's on the same page, let's put our hands together for Mr. Smith to kick

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