Medical Genius's Unspeakable Marriage

Chapter 1006 I’m in Control of What Happens Around Me!

Luke, who was near the entrance, stopped slapping himself as there was excitement on his face. He was sure that he would be saved once Donovan arrived.

However, Matthew suddenly turned around and looked at him. “Did I ask you to stop?”

Then, Luke’s expression changed before he quickly resumed from where he left off.

On the other hand, Dickson placed his phone down. “M-My father is on the way!”

Matthew nodded in satisfaction. “Alright. Let’s continue, then. Dickson, I heard that a boy was thrown off from the building in the past. Is that true?”

Dickson immediately retorted, “That’s bullsh*t! He fell down because he tripped!”

“Is that so?” Matthew laughed. “Dickson, do you think that I’m stupid? Not everyone has access to the top floor of the building, not to mention tripping and falling off from there. Who are you trying to fool?”

a low voice, “Is this any of your business? I know that you know Tiger from South Street, but you need to remember that I’m from the Lewis Family whereas Tiger

a hero who can fix all the injustice in the entire world? Stop butting your nose in everyone’s business if you

it all on Dickson’s hand while he howled in agony. His paw was already in pain after the man had cut two of his fingers off just now and the whiskey only increased the

insane! You’re bonkers! My father would never let you go! You won’t be able to get

toward Dickson and stepped on Dickson’s injured hand. “Listen here! You’re right that I’m not a hero and I’m not in control of everything that’s

the room was taken aback. They were

but I can at

enough to rile everyone with

Dickson gritted his teeth and glared at Matthew. “You still need to pay the consequences for

give you a chance now. If you want to stay alive long enough to see your father, I want you to write down all of the bad things that you’ve done in the past. Of course, I’ll get everyone else to write it as well. If what you write doesn’t tally with what they have written, that’s too bad. It’s either they die or you lose the rest of your fingers. The decision is yours!” he declared before he took a stash of paper and pens and threw them in

the paper and pens, everyone looked hesitant and no one was

right toward one of the men. “Start