The Great Medical Saint

Brad thumped his chest and said, "This time, the military will team up with you to clean out the corrupt elements within. I will personally assume responsibility for any consequences that arise."

A smile tugged at Matthew's lips. "That's great. From now on, if I ever kill someone, I'll make sure to mention your name."

Brad didn't expect Matthew to joke around. He said, "I hope to keep it low-key and avoid any negative social impact. Trevor Houston, who is outside, will accompany you. He can assist with errands and other tasks."

Matthew turned to look outside the car. Through the window, he saw Trevor standing tall, strong, and completely motionless. Thinking about having someone like that around, he suddenly smiled.

"So you're saying that if I do something wrong, he helps cover it up or assists with the wrongdoing?" he asked.

Brad's aged face twitched. He thought that those wearing the Juprus Ring should be people of great righteousness and supreme authority.

He hadn't expected Matthew to make such comments. However, after thinking it over, it seemed that this was exactly what Trevor did. Brad forced a smile and replied, "Mr. Grant, you're good at joking. But whatever you ask of him, he'll certainly follow your orders." Matthew nodded and asked, "Is there anything else?"noveldrama

A hint of discomfort suddenly crossed Brad's face. "There is a personal matter, but I'm not sure if it's appropriate to bring it up," he said.

"Personal matter?" Matthew wondered what issues Brad wanted him to take care of.

Brad cleared his throat, trying to mask his awkwardness. "I heard you broke up with your girlfriend," he said. "I have a granddaughter who is quite charming. If you have the time, I'd like for you two to meet." Matthew gave Brad a strange look. He realized Brad was trying to set him up with his granddaughter.

However, he was currently wary of women. Since his release from prison, he'd been heartbroken by Tessa, and now even Rachel had broken up with him.

He had a strong aversion to women at the moment, so he replied, "I'm not interested in women."

Brad raised an eyebrow upon hearing that and asked, "At your age, how can you not be interested in women? Even I, as an old man, get my heart racing when I see a beautiful woman. If you have a problem, you should consult a doctor." Matthew was momentarily taken aback before shaking his head. He didn't expect Brad to misunderstand that.

He explained, "It's not that I'm not interested in women physically. I'm just emotionally drained at the moment. My focus right now is on taking care of my daughter."

"Oh," Brad said, his face turning red as he realized he had misunderstood and exposed himself.

He quickly clarified, "I understand now. I misinterpreted your situation. I just thought, at your age, how could you not be interested in women?

"However, my granddaughter is very sweet, gentle, understanding, and great at making people happy. She won't wear you out. Besides, she's beautiful, with big eyes, double eyelids, and well-defined features."

Matthew was speechless, thinking that everyone had well-defined features. He guessed that she must not be very attractive, as there was nothing else for Brad to praise.

However, thinking about his daughter, he couldn't help but smile. He thought his daughter was attractive too, with well-defined features.

He understood where Brad was coming from but still had no interest in meeting her. "If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave." With that, he got out of the car.

Brad hesitated for a while and didn't get out of the car to see Matthew off. He didn't want anyone to see him there.

Once Matthew was gone, he pulled out his phone. "Amy, weren't you always asking me to set you up with someone?" he asked.

His granddaughter, Amelia Miles',

voice came through the line.

"Grandpa, used to ask you to introduce me to someone in the military. You always said they were too dangerous and unreliable What's the sudden change of heart today?"

Brad's expression softened into a fond smile as he replied, "This time, he's not in the military, so there's no danger involved. Come quickly. He's good-looking and has well-defined

features. I'm sure you'll be satisfied."

Amelia chuckled and said, "Grandpa, you always describe everyone as having well-defined features. Nevermind, I'll come take a look." Meanwhile, Matthew stood by the roadside, debating whether to go home, head to the office, or visit the successor of the Afflictan Sect. The sound of footsteps approached from behind. Matthew turned to see Trevor. "Is there something else?" he asked.

Trevor replied respectfully, "Mr. Miles asked me to come with you."

Matthew frowned and said, "Leave me a contact number. If I need you, I'll call."

Trevor, with an expressionless face, repeated, "Mr. Miles asked me to come with you."