Master of Medicine The Saintly Healer

Chapter 126

Jeffrey felt as if he’d just been slapped. Shane had already embarrassed him earlier, and Matthew’s question only added insult to injury.

How he wished he could murder Matthew. The audacity of someone insignificant like Matthew to constantly humiliate him! Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

He also couldn’t believe that Shane dared to defy him. At this point, he had completely thrown his grandfather’s advice into the recesses of his mind.

Glowering at Matthew, Jefrrey had no intention of concealing the hatred flaring in his eyes.

“Matthew, I’ve been tolerating you out of respect for my old classmate, Rachel. But I never expected you to keep pushing your luck. If you continue to behave this way, you’ll be very sorry.”

Was this a threat? Matthew stared at Jeffrey, who had obviously lost his rationale. His hatred for Matthew was as clear as day, but Matthew was unfazed.

“So, healing Mr. Wright is what you call pushing my luck? Would you have preferred him to continue suffering instead?

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Shane’s expression shifted. The way he looked at Jeffrey suddenly changed.

It finally struck Jeffrey that Matthew had found leverage in his words. Infuriated, he bellowed, “What nonsense are you on about? You’re clearly setting a trap for me! It was just a slip of the tongue–don’t you dare make a big deal out of it! I’m glad that Mr. Wright is cured.”

Shane’s expression grew grim. In fact, Jeffrey’s tone did little to mask his true feelings. The Smith family might be formidable, but how could Jeffrey belittle him like that?

Matthew shook his head slightly. He didn’t want to waste time arguing with Jeffrey—it was taking an unnecessary emotional toll on him.

Remembering the original purpose of his visit, Matthew began, “Mr. Wright, you promised to continue working with Wealthwave if I healed you within 30 minutes. You’re not going back on your word, right?”

Shane hesitated for a while, but he made the decision promptly.

“I’ll keep my promise. Not only will we continue our cooperation, but Wealthwave’s traditional medicine products will also be placed on the best shelves. Our staff will prioritize recommending them to our clients.”

Jeffrey sprang to his feet. His expression darkened as he snarled, “Mr. Wright, you better think about the consequences. This decision could affect your company’s future.”

A hint of defiance crossed Shane’s face. “I’ve thought it through.”

“Since you’ve made up your mind, I’ll leave now. I hope you won’t regret this!” Jeffrey snapped, striding out of the room.

Watching him leave, Shane looked worried. “I’ve no idea whether this is a blessing or a curse.”

Rachel noted his concern. “Mr. Wright, can you tell me what happened?”

Shane sighed. “As you might have guessed, I halted our partnership because of something Jeffrey said. The Smith family has long been the exclusive agent for many imported foreign medicines.

“Now that I’ve offended Jeffrey, my company won’t be able to obtain their distribution rights. We’re left without a competitive edge in the market.”

Rachel had suspected that Jeffrey was meddling in this matter, and Shane had just confirmed her speculation.

She certainly didn’t expect Jeffrey to resort to such unscrupulous means just because she rejected his courtship. Still, she thought rejecting him was the best decision she had ever made.

Intrigued about why Shane made such an irrational decision as a businessman, she questioned, “Mr. Wright, why did you suddenly change your mind?”

Shane chuckled. “Would you believe me if I said it was because Mr. Grant healed my facial paralysis?”

“No.” Rachel shook her head. “As a seasoned entrepreneur, you wouldn’t make a decision that’ll affect your business out of mere gratitude.”