Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew) novel Chapter 2951

While the crown prince fretted, Matthew merely offered a faint smile. "Let's wait for the right moment to keep an eye on Thorneville. I'm curious about Isambard's game plan."

With a casual wave, he dismissed the commotion. "Okay, enough fuss. Let's get back and take our seats."

Isambard's tension eased at Matthew's words. He'd been on edge, thinking he'd concealed everything too well for discovery.

Their interaction diffused the tension, and the dinner resumed its course. Amidst rounds of drinks, the crown prince announced an urgent departure, citing other commitments.

Had it been Paintaker or another, Isambard might've raised an eyebrow. But from the crown prince? Nothing seemed amiss.

After all, the crown prince lacked guile, wielded a sharp tongue, and exuded carefree vibes. Most would concur.

Fearful of tipping off the adversary, Isambard refrained from assigning anyone to tail the crown prince.

...

Exiting the hotel, the crown prince dialed Fitz without delay.

"Get our crew on those folks' tail, and make sure they're ready to encircle Thorneville," he instructed succinctly.

His plan? Straightforward. Force the culprits out into the open.

Fitz wasted no time, rallying the men to action per the crown prince's orders.

Before reaching Thorneville, they encountered a puzzling sight: camouflaged vans packed with armed figures.

Fitz scoffed at the sight. C'mon, Matthew's our boss, future big shot of the region. What's there to fear?

At first, resistance flickered, but Fitz and his squad swiftly subdued them.