Man With Super Medical Skill novel Chapter 3324

Though this project was technically Matthew's private endeavor, it was closely tied to the Martial League. Even if Errol refused Matthew's money, there was justification for it.

Matthew noticed Errol pushing the bank card back and directly placed it in his hand. "Take it and use it. Otherwise, who knows where you'll scramble the money from?

"There's 500 million in that account. Use it as you see fit, and have someone design the school's blueprints. But I don't want any cheap materials like powder bricks. Everything must be the best. If the funds fall short, call me. Any extra you save can be credited to your efforts."

Matthew knew exactly what Errol would do if he refused the money—he would find some other way to fund the martial arts academy, likely creating a deficit elsewhere. Matthew had no intention of allowing that to happen.

"My deepest thanks, sir," Errol said, finally accepting the card. He realized there was no way to refuse Matthew's offer. In his mind, though, he resolved to personally oversee the selection of materials. He would ensure that everything used in the construction of the academy was top-notch, with no compromises.

After Matthew left, Errol summoned his assistant.

"Form a discreet perimeter around Willow Alley. Arm the men, but don't let anyone see them," Errol ordered, his face unusually stern. A dangerous glint appeared in his eyes. "If necessary, take them out."

The assistant was shocked. He had worked under the vice president for decades, and in all that time, Errol had always been the peacemaker, someone who preferred to de-escalate situations. Seeing him act with such ruthless decisiveness was a surprise.

"Yes, sir!" The assistant quickly ran off to carry out the order. Within minutes, black cars rolled out from the Martial League, dispersing as they made their way toward Willow Alley.

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Meanwhile, in the Watson Family's mansion, a gathering had already begun. Glaucus sat on the sofa, his expression grim. Across from him, Calbhach rubbed his bald head.

"Mr. Glaucus, what brings you to my humble abode today?" Calbhach asked, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

Normally, Glaucus summoned everyone to the Mirren Estate like a king calling his court. For him to show up at the Watson Residence to discuss matters was a surprise. When the other members of the anti-Matthew alliance had received the news, they were just as bewildered. Many thought it might have been one of Calbhach's foolish antics.

Glaucus' face remained somber as he addressed the gathered heads of the families. "I suspect that the Mirren Estate has been infiltrated by one of Matthew's agents. It's no longer safe."

"That's impossible! The Mirren Estate has stood for generations. How could someone infiltrate it?"

The room erupted into shocked murmurs. The family heads exchanged glances, their faces filled with disbelief. The Mirren Estate had been a bastion for their family for many years, filled almost entirely with their own bloodline. Even a strange dog wandering in would be noticed immediately. Now, Glaucus was claiming that someone from Matthew's camp had infiltrated it?! If that were true, then their own households, weaker than the Mirren Family, could be entirely compromised.

In reality, Glaucus was unfairly accusing Matthew. At this moment, Matthew had no time to deal with the Mirren Family. There were far more important matters in Dewsbury that required his attention. This had only been a warning to Glaucus, nothing more.