Man With Super Medical Skill novel Chapter 3223

"C'mon, Mr. Jardine, you can't actually be serious," Maurice grumbled with a helpless smile as he dodged around the room, his slightly chubby frame moving with surprising agility.

Matthew Larson sat nearby, watching the scene with a suppressed grin. It was hard not to laugh, but with everyone present being older than him—none under forty—he held it in.

"Hahaha, Jerome, what did I tell you? Mr. Jardine's already going after Maurice with his belt as soon we walk in."

"Huh, Maurice is such a disgrace."

Two more middle-aged men entered the room. One wore square-framed glasses and had a gentle expression, while the other crossed his arms, his sharp gaze full of exasperation as he looked at Maurice.

"Matthew, no need to be so formal. These guys never put on airs," Mortimer said, patting Matthew's shoulder, noticing how the young man was sitting upright, brewing tea.

"It's fine. I actually like this atmosphere—at least there's none of that backstabbing or scheming," Matthew replied, a genuine smile touching his lips, the camaraderie in the room reminding him of the good times he shared with Sasha.

"Sasha, where did you go…" he silently wondered to himself.

Finally, all eighteen guests had arrived. They were the heads of various corporations and families from Southaven. While none were top-tier, each could still bring over a billion Dornian Emeralds to the table. Combined, they had a total of 200 million, more than enough to support Matthew's plan to buy up Montirian Ducats at this stage.

"Gentlemen—"

"Mr. Larson!"