Medical Genius's Unspeakable Marriage

At seven at night, members of the Ten Greatest Families of Eastcliff arrived at the ninth floor of Times Hotel to welcome the successor to the Hughes Family who came from Eastshire.

As the representative of Billy, Stanley attended the function together with Matthew. All of them waited for a while before they heard a commotion coming from outside.

Shortly after that, a group of people flourishly strode into the ballroom. The group was led by a young man who was wearing a gold-rimmed spectacle.

His manner was decorous but there was an indescribable air of brutality concealed deep in his eyes. He was none other than the successor to the Hughes Family—Travis Hughes.

Despite feeling slightly embarrassed, those people did not voice out their annoyance. After all, the Ten Greatest Families of Eastshire were way more superior than the Ten Greatest Families of Eastcliff in terms of their power and wealth.

Stanley brought Matthew to the private room where he greeted Travis and introduced Matthew to him. “Young Master Hughes, Mr. Larson here is a man with unparalleled medical skills. If he represents Eastshire to take part in the medical conference, I’m sure we will be able to seize the victory this time!”

his mouth curled up briefly with a trace of contempt before he remarked, “Stanley Carlson, why have you been living your life in a backward manner all these

you claim this young lad as a superb doctor? Is there something wrong with your mind or

skills I have ever come across in

in Eastcliff! When the cat’s away, the mice will play. How dare you recommend some nobody to me as the candidate to participate

allowed you to come here and talk to me for Mr. Newman’s sake, but you actually

was. “Young Master Hughes, how can you be sure that I have no talent without having witnessed

and put on a frown as he responded, “There’s no need to verify it! I can be sure because I was

of experience. I only manage to have

think you are? Could your medical skills possibly be more exceptional than mine? Only idiots like Stanley will believe you, but you’re just too young to deceive my family

comment, spoke, “Young Master Hughes, we can get a better idea of Mr. Larson’s medical skills just by giving him a test. I’m afraid the way you judge Mr. Larson’s talent might not be