The Great Medical Saint

Refund?

Matthew was taken aback for a second. Then, it all became clear. The sender was the Fullers, who had paid for his death.

He instinctively started typing, "The Misfortune's Veil's owner has already met his end. Now, it's time to..."

He typed the message and moved his finger to tap the enter key, but his finger suddenly froze at the very last moment.

Matthew narrowed his eyes. A glint flickered in them, as though he was deep in thought.

After a while, he deleted the words he typed earlier and started writing again, "Our assassin policy is no refunds after receiving the payment."

Soon after, a message came back, "I expect results for every penny I spend. Matthew is still alive. You must return the money, or I won't be playing nice."

Matthew briefly replied, "What are you going to do about it?"

Leopold was infuriated and said, "Then I'll pay the assassins from The Fate Order

to get my money back. You don't want to be hunted down, do you?"

Matthew tried to immerse himself in Nathan's character, thinking about how Nathan would respond.

After thinking for a while, Matthew replied, "Matthew didn't die, but we lost over 30 men. All your money went toward their families, and it has all been spent. There's no way we can refund you. But we can make a compromise. I've just crafted a foolproof plan, and I'm certain that it can take out Matthew."

Leopold read the message and was so angry that he felt like cursing up a storm. "Then get moving with a new plan. As long as Matthew is dead, I won't bring up the money again."

Matthew snickered, his thumbs moving quickly as he typed, "I'm out of funds for the operation. Send me another 50 million dollars."

Fifty million dollars?

After being told the number, Leopold was so livid that his hands started shaking. "I already paid you, and you didn't finish the job. And now, you're asking for more? How do you even have the nerve to ask?"

Matthew wrote another message, "So be it. Your money is down the drain, and my men died for no reason. What a shame about the flawless plan I just came up with."

Leopold looked at the text for a long time, feeling reluctant. "Are you absolutely sure you can take down Matthew?"

Matthew responded right away, "I'm confident. With the necessary funds, Matthew is doomed."noveldrama

Leopold hesitated for a while. "Fine.

I'll trust you one more time. This

time, 'put up 20 million dollars.

You

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to kill Matthew, or don't

blame me for what happens next."

Matthew hurriedly replied, "Matthew will die for sure. I'll send you the account info.

As soon as I get the funds, I'll take action right away."

After sending this message over, Leopold went completely silent.

Matthew quietly waited. A few minutes later, he frowned. Had Leopold caught on? Was there an issue with the account?

Just then, the phone buzzed with a payment notification. "A transfer has been received in your account. Check your banking app for more information."

Matthew pulled out his phone and opened the banking app. He tapped on the first message, and the account showed a 20-million-dollar deposit.

The Misfortune's Veil had screwed up the first time with the Fuller family's job. The second mission

had Over a 50% chance of faiture, but they were still willing to pay.

At this point, Matthew understood the Fullers' determination to take him out, but it

also fueled his intention to get rid of them.

Putting away his phone, Matthew took out Nathan's phone and examined the webpage from earlier. It was a dark web called Freedom Protocol.

On Freedom Protocol, Nathan registered a username called Mishaps God.

Looking through the past chat logs and friends, Matthew grew more shocked with every line he read All of the assassins working for he Misfortune's Veil were on the friends fist. sŵnovel

Opening the chat page, he looked through the notes under each contact. The first

name he saw was Farrell, followed by Alistair.

Tapping on Alistair's profile, he saw details such as Alistair's age, weight,

personality, occupation, and assassination methods.