Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew) novel Chapter 848

Chapter 848 On Whose Orders?

The manager’s rage reached a new level as he sneered, “You thought there was an actual scandal going on? Don’t you have a brain in that head of yours? Why the hell would you make a guess about someone else’s affairs if you don’t know the truth at all?!”

The woman lowered her head and muttered shakily, “I-I really have no idea—”

“In that case, you should have shut up!” The manager pointed out harshly. “You were going on about calling the police when we blocked these hooligans earlier, so why didn’t you call the police when you saw the girl being dragged away? What, did you really think that these guys were here to catch a cheating wife red-handed just because they said so? Do you see human traffickers walking around abducting people with the words ‘human traffickers’ tattooed on their foreheads?”

He scoffed before he gave a contemptuous wave of his hand as he seethed, “Forget it. There’s no point speaking to an idiot like you. Get the police! I’m leaving this whole mess to them and completely washing my hands off. You’re lucky that Miss Harrison was not captured by these thugs; otherwise, you’d be an accomplice!”

The color drained from the woman’s face and she practically curled into a fetal position on the ground. She never expected to be caught in such a heavy crossfire merely because she wanted to speak up for what she had believed was a just cause.

Meanwhile, the hooligans’ legs had turned to lead and they were so scared they were on the brink of collapse.

They had initially thought that the entire matter could be concluded without any hassle, but things took an unexpected and messier turn. When they saw how the mall manager was bowing apologetically at Crystal and Joseph, they instantly knew that they had bitten off more than they could chew this time.

In particular, their panic rose to new heights when they learned that she was actually Joseph’s granddaughter.

Upon hearing that the police would be involved, the leader of the rag-tag group of thugs interjected hastily, “Sir, please, I had nothing to do with all of this. I was acting on somebody else’s orders, and we—we’re not human traffickers.”

The mall manager shot him a dark look. “Somebody else’s orders, you say? Whose and why?”