The Great Medical Saint novel Chapter 228

Tracy watched as Matthew spoke. He kept a poker face the entire time.

Matthew was clearly lying. Yet, he sounded so convincing. Tracy started finding him more and more terrifying. Perhaps she'd never know if he was lying or telling the truth in the future.

She decided to test him again. "I swear I heard a woman's voice. What happened?"

"Really?" Matthew exclaimed. Turning around, he saw Tracy's curious look and felt at ease.

Matthew assumed Tracy hadn't caught him getting intimate with Rachel in the car, so he flashed her a smile and explained, "I got bored, so I played some music. A female rapper was singing, and it was so bad that I had to turn it off.

"Anyway, enough about that. Where do you live? I'll give you a ride home."

Noticing how flawless Matthew's narrative was, Tracy somehow felt a little disappointed. She didn't like men who were smooth liars.

"I live in Lakeview Lofts."

Tracy went quiet after that. For some reason, she couldn't stop thinking about Matthew's and Rachel's passionate moment in the car.

She tried not to dwell on it, but these images seemed to have a mind of their own and kept showing up in her head.

Without realizing it, Tracy found herself gazing at Matthew, admiring his athletic build and defined features. She simply couldn't take her eyes off him.

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In the Smith residence, William was on the verge of losing his mind. Holding a cane, William swung it at everything he saw, creating a mess in the villa.

After a long time, William finally calmed down, leaning on his cane and catching his breath.

Curtis Granger, a member of William's household staff, said meekly, "Please take care of yourself, Mr. Smith. We still need you to seek justice for Sheldon."