The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 550

As Jennifer continued to wave the banner in the air, she soon felt a little hungry. But seeing that Matthew had yet to arrive, she went into the alleyway and simply bought herself a crepe roll and a cup of latte.

Afterward, she continued to hold the banner up-she believed that Matthew would show up soon enough.

Just as she was enjoying the first bite of her crepe roll, she noticed five cars speeding extremely fast toward her from a distance. Jennifer was so busy staring at the cars that she had forgotten to eat.

Soon, a series of screeching brakes echoed from the five cars as they halted almost simultaneously. The tires produced a sharp and jarring noise as they braked onto the pavement.

This particular noise attracted the frowns of the passersby.

Very quickly, a bunch of men got out of the car-each of them had a fierce expression as they held onto a baseball bat. There was a menacing air that shrouded them as they walked toward Wealthwave Group.

It was the first time Jennifer had seen so many people together, and she was so frightened that her face drained of its color. She believed that it had to be Matthew who had sent them here!

Jennifer cursed Matthew for being a coward for not dealing with her himself. How could he have shamelessly hired a bunch of burly men to come and deal with her?

was so frightened that she couldn't do anything

men made their way past Jennifer in a few instances and

taken aback. Weren't they here to deal with her? But she soon let out a sigh of relief. She had misunderstood their intentions-they weren't here to deal with her but

on her chest was finally lifted. As long as they weren't here to deal with her, she

she snickered inwardly-all the better for them to cause trouble for the

his baseball bat and led the group of burly men to the entrance of the Wealthwave Group. Then, he pointed his baseball bat at the door and shouted, "Smash

burly men

guards were so scared by the situation that they turned tail and

could hear the sound of glass cracking and shattering onto the ground with every hit from the

baseball bats

the customers and clients of the Wealthwave Group who were trying to

it was that came out of the car. Having waited for a long time, Matthew

Iné

blocked his way. "Matthew, you're finally here. I