Master of Medicine The Saintly Healer

With a cold expression, Matthew remarked, “What does it matter if I can make it to the ninth floor? You’re here to discuss a collaboration, yet you’re talking about me, That’s just hilarious!”

Jeffrey sported a smile. “Of course, the business is important, but you suck in here. If the club finds out, we’re all gonna get dragged into your mess. You should just go and come clean to them.”

In Jeffrey’s mind, Matthew making it to the second floor wouldn’t change anything. Matthew was only setting himself up to be humiliated again.

Matthew was amused. “Why do I need to do that? I didn’t do anything wrong”

Jeffrey shook his head as if Matthew was beyond saving. “You’re still not owning up to it? Fine, let’s call the staff here and see how you explain yourself.”

Rachel quickly stopped Jeffrey. “Hold on, Jeffrey. Don’t call the staff yet. I’ll talk to Matthew and make sure he leaves.”

All Rachel wanted was to smooth things over and keep Matthew out of trouble with the club. She also didn’t want to disrupt the business meeting

Jeffrey noticed Rachel’s troubled look and realized he had gone too far. He explained, “Don’t worry, Rachel. Alex’s uncle is the manager here.

“As long as Matthew owns up to it, Alex’s uncle will step in, and it won’t be a big deal. But if the staff find out, things will get serious,”

As Jeffrey spoke, he looked at Alex Miller meaningfully.

Before Matthew arrived, there y

were four people in the private room Two men and two women. One of them was Alex. Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Catching Jeffrey’s signal, Alex smiled and said, “I’ve informed my uncle, and he’ll be here shortly. Even though we know each other, I want Matthew to show some respect and admit to his mistake. Otherwise, things could get out of hand.”

Rachel became more worried and tugged at Matthew’s sleeve. “How about you go back to the first floor for now?”

Matthew flashed a knowing smile. It was clear that Jeffrey was colluding with Alex.

But Matthew didn’t care. He patted Rachel’s hand and reassured her, “Relax. Everything’ll be okay.”

The private room door creaked open at that moment.

Marty entered and briefly looked at Matthew before turning to Alex, his nephew. “Make sure you get along with your friends, Alex. You’re lucky to know them.”

Seeing Alex in the same private room with Matthew, Marty assumed they were friends. It was a pleasant surprise for

him.

Marry didn’t know the details of who Matthew was, but he understood that access to the ninth floor was a big deal. Matthew was undoubtedly someone special.

After Alex built a good rapport with Matthew, the Miller family could leverage the relationship to reach new heights.

Alex stood up. “Jeffrey is my best friend, and we’ve always gotten along well, Uncle Marty. I’ll make sure to keep it that

Way.

“Hut I have a question. What happens if someone sneaks into the second floor without

Marty felt a bit let down when Alex didn’t mention Matthew. It appeared their relationship wasn’t as close as he had Thought. He planned to tell Alex to try to become friends with Matthew.

Although Marty heard Alex mention the offense of stealing in, he didn’t take the claim seriously. “According to the

lub’s regulations, the person will be kicked out and permanently banned from the premises.”

Hearing that, Alex pointed at Matthew. “He isn’t allowed on the second floor, Uncle Marty. I can’t believe he actually snuck in. That’s all I wanted to tell you. Do what you think is best!”

Marty was dumbstruck as he looked at Alex.

Not getting along with Matthew was already bad enough. How could Alex offend such a mysterious prominent figure? It was more than just courting death–it was sending the Miller family to its downfall.

Thinking of this, Marty was infuriated and slapped Alex. As the slap landed heavily on Alex’s face, the entire room fell silent.

A look of surprise flashed across Rachel’s anxious face.

Jeffrey gaped in astonishment, his jaw hanging open for a long time.

After a while, Jeffrey stood up and defended Alex. “Please… Don’t get violent… Matthew was the one who snuck in. This has nothing to do with Alex.”

Alex felt wronged. “Why did you hit me, Uncle Marty? I helped you catch the person who snuck in. Why hit me?”

Ignoring Jeffrey, Marty fixed his cold gaze on Alex. How was Alex helping? Alex was just making the situation worse.

The prospect of upsetting Matthew made Marty feel restless. Ansel had instructed Marty not to reveal Matthew’s identity. Otherwise, Marty would have already apologized to Matthew.

The best Marty could do now was to discipline Alex in the hope of appeasing Matthew.