Hearing this, Timothy was so shocked that he almost peed his pants. He ran over, slapped Mrs. Wayne twice, and yelled, “Shut up, b*tch!”

Dazed by the strike, Mrs. Wayne covered her face. “W-Why did you hit me…”

Timothy roared, “Why did I hit you? Just be glad that I didn’t kill you. If it wasn’t for you, would my son turn out like this?”

With that, Mrs. Wayne anxiously pleaded, “W-What did I do? He was the one who delayed my son’s treatment. What does it have to do with me…”

“If you had shown some respect to Mr. Larson, our son would have been cured a long time ago. He wouldn’t be in such a state now,” Timothy said angrily. “Didn’t you drive Mr. Larson away yesterday?”

“Uhm…” Mrs. Wayne stammered, “Well, he is just a cleaner…”

Timothy jabbed, “So what if he’s a cleaner? He stabilized our son’s condition, so I consider him a doctor. On the contrary, the doctor you invited from Bainbridge couldn’t even cure our son!”

her head and said unwillingly, “It is his honor to be able to treat my son. If

almost vomited blood. Matthew was Billy’s good friend. How could someone like him be short

so rich, you can

to find another doctor in such short notice? “Then… how much do you

mind. Goodbye!” Matthew turned around and left. Timothy was so troubled that he was on the brink of tears as he quickly stopped Matthew. “Mr. Larson, I’m sorry. Please don’t bother listening to the likes of her. I

starting to

face turned pale, and she begged anxiously, “Save my son.

Timothy’s complexion flushed red. He suddenly turned around and slapped Mrs. Wayne’s face before yelling,

the ground and implored, “Mr. Larson, please save

her a cold glance. “Alright, then. I will give face to Mr. Wayne

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