The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 235

The racetrack was packed with luxury cars. Some men were sitting on the hood, chatting. Next to them, some women in revealing clothes were hanging around. One of them bore a striking resemblance to Sheldon, but he was much younger with a colder demeanor. That person was the center of attention, and he was Hayden. A man entered the racetrack and walked up to Hayden. "Mr. Smith asked me to deliver a message to you, Mr. Hobbes."

Hayden told the others to go have fun and led the man into the lounge. "What does Dad want from me?"

The man gave a brief rundown of what Henry had said. After that, Hayden paused for a moment, his expression turning grave as he stared at the man.

"What's this about? Dad may be a Smith, but I use my mom's last name.

"Are they asking me to take over the Smith family's business to kick me out of the Hobbes family? Is my younger brother getting everything from the Hobbes family?"

With a bitter look, the man tried placating Hayden. "I don't know what Mr. Smith had in mind, but I think he wants you to establish Marvel Organization. Taking over the Smith family's business and killing Matthew are just things to do on the side." Upon hearing that, Hayden nodded in response. He was eager to build his own forces, and it looked like Henry saw him as the future heir of the Hobbes family.

"Tell Dad I'll head out in a few days."

...

way to the secretary's office and opened the door. Upon entering, she

had forgotten

realized she wasn't in the best

next day, Matthew drove Lorraine to kindergarten, and he was cautious throughout

Lorraine

drove

parked in the basement parking

of the car, the

next to

curves, and her

Matthew. She'd

she lay down in bed, her mind kept replaying the scene of Matthew and Rachel having a passionate moment in the car in the valley. She was in this mess because of them, but Matthew actually had the nerve to

because of you?" she snapped,

just grunted and headed toward the elevator. Matthew frowned at Tracy's

moving onward, taking a few steps before abruptly stopping. It suddenly hit