Jeffrey felt as if he'd just been slapped. Shane had already embarrassed him earlier, and Matthew's question only added insult to injury.
How he wished he could murder Matthew. The audacity of someone insignificant like Matthew to constantly humiliate him!
He also couldn't believe that Shane dared to defy him. At this point, he had completely thrown his grandfather's advice into the recesses of his mind.
Glowering at Matthew, Jefrrey had no intention of concealing the hatred flaring in his eyes.
"Matthew, I've been tolerating you out of respect for my old classmate, Rachel. But I never expected you to keep pushing your luck. If you continue to behave this way, you'll be very sorry."
Was this a threat? Matthew stared at Jeffrey, who had obviously lost his rationale. His hatred for Matthew was as clear as day, but Matthew was unfazed.
"So, healing Mr. Wright is what you call pushing my luck? Would you have preferred him to continue suffering instead?"
Shane's expression shifted. The way he looked at Jeffrey suddenly changed.
It finally struck Jeffrey that Matthew had found leverage in his words. Infuriated, he bellowed, "What nonsense are you on about? You're clearly setting a trap for me! It was just a slip of the tongue—don't you dare make a big deal out of it! I'm glad that Mr. Wright is cured."
Shane's expression grew grim. In fact, Jeffrey's tone did little to mask his true feelings. The Smith family might be formidable, but how could Jeffrey belittle him like that?
Matthew shook his head slightly. He didn't want to waste time arguing with Jeffrey—it was taking an unnecessary emotional toll on him.
Remembering the original purpose of his visit, Matthew began, "Mr. Wright, you promised to continue working with Wealthwave if I healed you within 30 minutes. You're not going back on your word, right?"
Shane hesitated for a while, but he made the decision promptly.
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