The Great Medical Saint (Matthew) novel Chapter 901

Jerome was blown away by Matthew's bold statement. He fixed his gaze on Matthew, trying to figure out if he was just joking.

But he seemed to catch onto something he found hard to believe—Matthew might actually be serious about killing him.

The fact that he was on the ninth floor of Opulent Club made him more unsettled, but he couldn't stand the idea of getting slapped twice and not doing anything about it.

After a pause, Jerome continued, "I get that you're not just anyone, but I've built connections to get to where I am now. One word from me, and the police will start digging your dirt."

He was just trying to save his pride. Getting someone to investigate Matthew? That was out of the question.

Jerome figured that with how long Opulent Club running smoothly without any trouble, the people behind it had to be powerful.

The last thing he wanted was to pay ten million dollars for a consultation fee, and he wouldn't be able to talk his way out of it. He wasn't stupid enough to do something that'd hurt him in the process.

Matthew slapped Jerome across the face, and the impact made him fall flat on the ground. Everything went pitch black, and his ears started ringing. It took a while before he could recover.

Holding his face, Jerome raised his head and gaped at Matthew. He thought he was getting his dignity back, but he just got slapped in the face again. He simply didn't know what to do next.

Matthew pulled out his phone. "You want to call for help, right? Let me do it for you. I'll dial 911 and get the police here."

Was Matthew really going to call the police?

Jerome didn't expect Matthew to be serious about calling the police. How did things end up like this? He couldn't wrap his head around it, but he watched as Matthew pulled out his phone and started dialing.

He felt like he was losing his mind. This guy wasn't joking around.

With his hands pressed together, Jerome pleaded, "I'm sorry, Mr. Grant. Please don't call the police. I'm begging you."

Jerome had already dialed 911, and a woman's voice came through. "Hello, this is 911. How can I help you?"

Matthew didn't respond but turned to Jerome. "The call's gone through. Do you need to report it to the police?"