Medical Genius's Unspeakable Marriage

Harvey went stupefied at once.

He had not taken Matthew’s words seriously before this thinking that he was just spouting nonsense.

It was only after the shocking plot twist unfolded did he realize that Matthew really meant what he said because he had had everything premeditated!

“Are you crazy? I can’t believe you have the face to ask for 300 million from us. We merely interrogated you as a murder suspect and the most we can do is to prove that you aren’t the culprit. What makes you think you have the right to ask us to pay you 300 million?” Harvey confronted him anxiously.

Harvey snapped through gritted teeth, “I-I don’t suppose they are worth a compensation of 300 million? How much is Cunningham Pharmaceuticals worth? Even as compensation, tens of thousand will be more than enough. Why do we need to pay you a sum of 300 million?”

Matthew scoffed, “Harvey Jackson, let me ask you—are the evidence in your hands enough to prove that I’m the murderer?”

Harvey opened his mouth but he could not come up with anything to say.

Before this, they had been very adamant that Matthew was the culprit but they only realized all the evidence they found was in fact useless.

prove that I’m the culprit, you guys still dragged me here to carry out the investigation and even threatened to kill me! That’s a person’s life we’re talking about! I have to risk

argued, “Y-You’re just trying to spin the story to make it sound logical… As long as your innocence

his own effort. If he was not capable of doing that,

left speechless, made an excuse, “But we didn’t kill him in the end,

only pay the 300 million after killing him, is that what you mean? Harvey Jackson, why don’t I kill you first and

what you said is too far-fetched! After all, this is our family affair. Don’t you think it’s inappropriate of you to meddle

friend. Since Mr. Larson is involved, I just can’t stand doing nothing to help him. We just want

Master Jackson confronted him, “Mr. Wayne, are you going to

with too much exaggeration. All we want is justice! Mr. Larson is my friend. He was blamed for something he didn’t do, he was humiliated and he was nearly killed by you guys. Now, he is merely asking for a

while he refuted, “What he suffered isn’t worth that kind of money. Is

jeered, “It seems like you don’t think anyone’s life is worth 300 million, do you? In that case, I’ll offer 300 million

roar which resounded the entire

men stormed in from outside carrying one huge box after another into the

the floor close to each other, forming a