The Great Medical Saint (Matthew) novel Chapter 1062

She had never, in her entire life, felt so much hatred for a single person as she did now.

That man, just over ten feet away, seemed to be staring at the crescent moon in a daze. She wanted nothing more than to fling open the car door, walk up to him, and slap him. No, it should be 200 slaps.

She had never seen such a shameless man before. A grown man had actually stolen her mechanical exoskeleton.

Even if she had gone after this cold-hearted man for revenge, she was just a woman. Why would this man stoop so low as to argue with a woman? Why would he go so far as to do something as outrageous as stealing the mechanical exoskeleton?

The mechanical exoskeleton was a high-tech innovation that Leander and his team had spent over a decade developing.

When Leander returned to ask for it, what was she supposed to give him?

The reason she had come tonight was to track down the mechanical exoskeleton. She knew she couldn't take it back by force, but she had to find out where it was.

Once Leander returned, she could bring him directly to retrieve the mechanical exoskeleton.

Matthew pulled his gaze away from the crescent moon, got into his car, and drove away.

Tessa stepped out of her car, looked in the direction Matthew had disappeared, and gritted her teeth in anger.

"Matthew, last time you went to jail in my place, but this time, you broke the law yourself. You stole a high-tech innovation. This time, you can spend the rest of your life in prison!"

After saying this, she thought about how if Matthew went to prison, his fortune worth billions would be left for Lorraine to inherit. As Lorraine's mother, she was Lorraine's sole guardian.

The thought of this made her feel a thrill of excitement.

Now, all she wanted was for Leander to hurry back. As long as he returned, her life would soar once again. She would become a billionaire, the richest woman in Lambda City.

When Matthew got home, his daughter was already asleep. He went to help tuck her in with a thin blanket.

In the living room, he saw his father still watching TV and asked, "Dad, why aren't you asleep yet?"

A faint aroma of cumin and chili floated into his nose.

He suddenly perked up. "Mom, are you making lamb with cumin and roasted peppers?"

Lillian smiled and said, "Yes."

Matthew gulped involuntarily. When he was a kid, lamb skewers were expensive, and his mom would only buy him five at a time.

She first stir-fried the lamb to reduce the moisture, then added cumin and peppers. The taste was almost as good as grilled skewers.

Every once in a while, his mom would make this dish to treat him. He hadn't expected it tonight, and he couldn't help smacking his lips.

The sound of pots and pans clanging echoed in the kitchen.