The Rise of a Master: It Starts With Rejection

Chapter 510

Curtis frowned, asking, "He's the person you were talking about?"

"That's right," replied Dalton.

Sometimes, situations arose in which one needed to exercise discretion.

Felix spoke up at that moment. "Mr. Meyer Senior, Mr. Summers Senior, I'm expecting a guest back home. I'm afraid that it's not an appointment I can reschedule, so I'll take my leave first."

After Dalton had escorted Felix out, Curtis started questioning him again.

"Are you sure he was the one who helped your family and that he didn't ask for any reward?

Whatever the two old men discussed regarding the situation with Martial Alliance, it was no longer Felix's concern. He had already achieved the outcome he wanted-although he knew that Curtis wouldn't change his mind about him due to this incident alone, it was still a good start.

At that moment, there was an electric scooter lying on its side on a street in Canraville, and not far from the scooter lay an old man. There were many onlookers gathered around, and it was clear that there had been an accident. ""Dad! Dad!"

Just then, a muscular-looking man rushed past the crowd onto the scene. When he saw that the old man remained motionless despite his calls, eyes still tightly shut, his eyes reddened.

"Who was it?" he asked fiercely. "Who ran into my dad?"

from the scene was Nancy, who was trembling

didn't see him! I've already

toward her, right

her.

heart stent surgery barely more than a month ago! I'm going to kill you if anything happens to him!" The reason his fist didn't reach Nancy was because someone had caught him by the

happened has happened. What's the use

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that it was Felix-who had appeared who knew when-who had grabbed Damon's wrist. "Let go of

a doctor. I can tend to your

he heard this, Damon pointed a

of compensation, and we can each go our own way. Otherwise, don't

the old man. Along the way, overheard the whispers of

poor lady," one of them

think

he

a habitual offender," explained the first person. "He frequently staged his own accident at this intersection. I witnessed the accident firsthand-he tripped as he was running out and failed to control his momentum. That's how he ended up

a pity. No matter how it happened, she did actually hit him, so she won't be able to escape the responsibility. Furthermore, his son doesn't look like the decent sort, so

admit that the old man's condition was looking terrible. The collision just

silver needles, he immediately shouted, "What the