The Great Medical Saint

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.

But since Rachel was already there with Matthew, it was too late to voice her concerns. She pushed the door open and stepped inside.

Seeing Rachel standing at the doorway, Wyatt snickered. "I know you'd come around. Good for you.f you don't agree to stop production at Silvaris Pharmaceuticals, you'll regret it. Just sign it alread

As Wyatt spoke, he tossed an agreement onto the table.

After glancing at the agreement, Rachel turned to Matthew and noticed his

relaxed demeanor, as if he had everything under control. Seeing that made her feel more at ease.

"I bought Silvaris Pharmaceuticals.

Since I've spent the money, I'm not shutting down the production. J keep producing traditional medicine and even ramp up its production."

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What a fool... Wyatt sprang up to his feet. "You've got some nerve showing up here and turn me down, Rachel."

Rachel coldly responded, "You took Silvaris Pharmaceuticals' medicine formula. I'm here to take it back."noveldrama

With a threatening look, Wyatt reached for the glass. "You want the formula? Fuck off! You're not getting it today, and you're also signing this agreement."

After saying that, Wyatt raised the glass in his hand and smashed it hard against the floor.

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 tobe gentle. If you don't sign it now don't blame for what's about to happen."