The Great Medical Saint (Matthew) novel Chapter 558

The following day, three people gathered in Room 009 of Grand Imperial Hotel. There was Wyatt, Patrick with a buzz cut, and a woman looking all glamorous.

Wyatt respectfully said, "The person I arranged to meet called me earlier and said we'll meet in Room 008 next door, Mr. Thomson.

"When she shows up, send your guys over and give her a hard time. If she doesn't agree to the terms, you'll need to take care of it."

Patrick had a menacing look. "You know how I do things. When I get involved, there will be blood. Even if she agrees, she's bound to get hurt."

Yesterday, more than ten guys from the Brotherhood went to Wealthwave Group, and they all ended up with broken legs.

Today, the Brotherhood had him step in, and his favorite tactic was to get brutal. He was confident that if he was ruthless, his opponent would back down.

Wyatt nodded. He heard about Patrick's reputation as the toughest guy in the city, and the latter had just gotten out of prison not long ago.

Wyatt got to his feet and humbly raised his glass. "This toast is for you, Patrick. I'm counting on you for later."

Patrick returned the gesture and clinked it with Wyatt. He then tilted his head back and downed the drink.

"Don't worry. When they show up, only two things can happen. They'll either get hurt and sign the paper, or they'll die. I'm sure anyone who's not dumb knows what to choose."

Wyatt got up to his feet. "Knowing you have my back makes me feel assured, Mr. Thomson. I'll head over to the next room. Take your time and enjoy the meal. Later, I'll break a glass as a signal. When you hear it, that's your cue to come over."

With that, Wyatt led the seductive woman out of the room.

Ten minutes later, Rachel led Matthew to the door of Room 008 and pointed at it. "This is the place."

Seeing how nervous Rachel was, Matthew smiled and comforted him, "Relax. Don't worry about it. I'm here with you."

Rachel wanted to warn Matthew that they must have had some serious backing given how haughty their attitude was. At the same time, she regretted bringing him to the meeting place with her.

With a clink, the glass hit the floor and shattered so loudly that the noise could be heard in the neighboring rooms.

The floor was covered in shattered glass pieces and red wine, leaving a huge mess.

Startled, Rachel took a step back. "Can we just talk? Why are you breaking glasses?"

The sound of hurried footsteps came from the door. With a bang, the door was kicked open.

Patrick stormed inside the room with more than ten of his people. Everyone wielded a short knife and exuded an intimidating presence. The tension in the room was palpable.

Watching the scene unfold, Rachel's face turned pale. "What are you trying to do, Wyatt?"

Wyatt spotted Patrick entering the room with a short knife. He immediately felt bolder and shouted at Rachel, "Rachel Carter! I'm not the type to be gentle. If you don't sign it now, don't blame for what's about to happen."