Master of Medicine The Saintly Healer

Matthew pointed at Evan and said, “It’s him. You handle it.”

Having Patrick always chase him around to repay the favor was annoying, so Matthew decided to give him a chance to do something and avoid future disturbances,

Patrick grabbed Evan by the hair and lifted him forcefully. He said, “You’ve got a death wish! How dare you mess with Mr. Grant?”

Evan grimaced in pain, “Patrick, it hurts. Please, let me go. I–I… didn’t know you knew him. I really didn’t know!”

Patrick slapped Evan twice and then smashed his head against the wall. Blood immediately flowed from the wound, covering Evan’s face.

Rachel was terrified and unsure what to do. She’d heard of business disputes turning violent but had never witnessed it firsthand. This scene made her body slightly tremble.

Tracy was also frightened. She kept shouting, “Stop hitting him! Stop, you’ll kill him if you keep hitting him!”

As for Matthew, he walked to the couch and sat down slowly. He just quietly watched the scene.

He had encountered blackmailing reporters before, but they usually left a way out. They would take some money to let it pass.

But Evan had gone too far.

If Patrick didn’t hit him, Matthew would have done it.

Evan was scared out of his wits. Kneeling down in front of Patrick, he pleaded, “Patrick, stop hitting me. You’ll kill me

if you keep hitting me. I was forced into this. I was just following orders. Please, spare me!”

Patrick looked at Matthew. He asked, “Mr. Grant, do you have anything that you want to ask him?”

Matthew shook his head as he replied, “No.”

Patrick immediately understood what he meant. He needed to keep beating Evan until he revealed who was behind this.

He rained blows on him until he was exhausted. “Are you going to say it or not? If not, I’ll continue to beat you.”

Being beaten, Evan writhed in pain. He wanted to confess earlier but hadn’t gotten the chance to talk because Patrick had kept beating him. Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

Now, he finally got the chance to talk. He said, “I’ll talk! I’ll tell you everything. Our newspaper company has been losing money, so we reporters have to find our own way to make extra cash.”

Patrick kicked him. He asked, “Explain. What do you mean by making extra cash?”

Evan was so afraid that he quickly explained, “Every industry has its dirty secrets. We get hold of material and tell companies they’ve been reported. We threaten to expose them unless they pay us off. That’s how we make extra money.

He glanced at Patrick to see if he was satisfied.

Patrick shouted angrily, “Why are you looking at me? Keep talking!”

Evan shuddered. He continued, “Our editor–in–chief, Johan Rhodes, met a wealthy man. I don’t know exactly what he dors. I only know that he’s rich. Johan calls him ‘Mr. Parker“.

“Mr. Parker instructed him to publish this article. Right now, Johan is upstairs having dinner with Mr. Parker,”

Finally, something useful!

Matthew stood up. He asked, “Where exactly is this Mr. Parker?”

Evan pointed upstairs and replied, “At Jubilee Bistro, right upstairs. You can find him there now. I’ve told your

everything, so please spare me.”

Patrick kicked Evan into unconsciousness. After that, he turned to Matthew and said, “Mr. Grant, you go find the man.

I’ll stay here and keep an eye on him. Once you find the man, I’ll let him go.”

Matthew nodded as he said, “Thanks for your hard work. Good job.”

Patrick replied excitedly, “It’s an honor to help you, Mr. Grant.”

Matthew turned to Rachel and said, “Let’s go.”