Chapter 377


    “You despicable man!”


    Rowan was red from anger.


    Matthew grinned at him with a sly gaze and ill intentions.


    Rowan had been clueless about Zephyr’s private jet crash. He had gotten to know Matthew over


    several events back then, and they, at most, could be considered acquaintances.


    The Irwins in Southeast Aciatic ran amercial airport other than manufacturing medicines. A few


    big air terminals in the region were also under their authority.


    That was how Matthew had his idea. He somehow brought a technician into the airport without


    Rowan’s knowledge and tinkered with Zephyr’s ne… He then produced an insurance policy with


    a huge sum insured and told Rowan that he was the beneficiary of the hundreds of millions of


    dors.


    Never in Rowan’s dream would it ur to him that he would be framed for this disgusting and


    repulsive extent!


    “Mr. Irwin, if word about this gets out, the outsiders won’t listen to your exnation. They’ll only


    assume that someone under you harmed Zephyr!


    “Your lifetime of reputation will be ruined then!”


    Rowan took a deep breath and left after an abhorring nce at the insurance policy.


    Later, he felt guilty and asked around for Zephyr’s whereabouts. Upon discovering that he was not


    dead, he thought that this was a chance God had given him, so he sent someone to check on


    Zephyr’s condition in secret and give him the medicine.


    The dosage he had given back then was enough to support Zephyr for two to three years. The


    duration was about toe to an end now…


    Rowan looked at Matthew impatiently. “Matthew Hamerton, I’m not some saint, but I’d never


    conspire with someone like you either!”


    Matthew snickered. “Hah, Mr. Irwin, don’t talk of yourself so highly! Who doesn’t know your


    interesting history of getting up the ranks!?”


    “No matter how interesting it is or how interested people are, they wouldn’t dare talk about it in front


    of me. Know why?”


    Rowan kept his hands behind with a powerful presence.


    “It’s because I’m already up there!


    “While you, Mr. Matthew Hamerton…” He stepped closer to Matthew with a sense of oppression.


    “You might never get up here!”


    “You…”


    “To be honest with you, I’m here in Centrolis to send medicine to the child.” Rowan dusted his


    sleeves and looked at Matthew with a smile. “Matthew Hamerton, it won’t be possible for you to rise


    up anymore when Ipletely heal him, right?”


    “Rowan Irwin!” Matthew was flustered.


    He had wanted to threaten the man only for thetter to counter him!


    “Rowan Irwin, I’m telling you!” Matthew yelled at his back, “It’s no use that you pander to that rascal!


    That b*stard isn’t just ambitious. He’s inhumane! Pander to him, and you’ll end up dead one day!”


    Rowan had just gotten to the door when he halted his steps and turned around to slowly walk back


    to him.


    Matthew froze, looking at Rowan’s smirk, but he did not see thetter’s fists with popped veins on


    the sides of his body.


    “What did you call that child?”


    “W-What?” Matthew did not quite get him.


    Rowan smiled, discreetly putting his hand into his pants pocket and holding a silver needle.


    “Stop yapping with me!” Matthew rolled his eyes. “Rowan, we aren’t saints. Stop calling the kettle


    ck! You think that b*stard won’t look for you to settle the score? He’ll definitely think you’re part of


    this!


    “Work with me, Irwin! Let’s kill that b*stard together. When I get the Hamerton Group, I’ll definitely—


    “Urgh!”


    Before Matthew could finish his sentence, Rowan stabbed a needle at the back of his ear.


    Matthew’s eyes rolled back, and he fell right onto the couch.


    Rowan was familiar with the acupuncture points on the human body. He often treated patients


    holistically and had a small box of silver needles in his pocket. He just did not expect that he would


    use them like this today.


    He scoffed and looked at Matthew in disdain, opening the door to call the Hamertons’ servants.


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    “Your Mr. Matthew is just asleep,” he told them tly. “When he wakes upter, give him some warm


    water!”


    The underlings looked at each other in shock.


    “Mr. Irwin, why did he fall asleep so suddenly?”


    “Why?” Rowan turned away with a cold gaze. “Ha, it’s because he should shut up already!”


    He left after that.


    The people in Centrolis were weird. He met Nelly Tanner in the auction the other day, who


    ndered his daughter, and then Matthew kept calling his son-inw a b*stard!


    Could he swallow this? Of course not!


    If he had stabbed the needle just a little bit off, Matthew could forget about waking up—ever!


    …


    When Cordelia got to thepany, she could obviously tell it felt merry.


    She came to the office to take care of her daily tasks, and Mr. Smith came in to pass a few


    documents to her.


    “What’s going on outside?” Cordelia asked curiously. “It sounds like it’s a lot of fun!”


    “It’s a new celebrity we just signed,” Mr. Smith exined nonchntly.


    “Who is it?”


    “Mona Adams.”


    Cordelia was astonished.


    Mona was a female celebrity who had gotten popr rapidly over these years. She did not have


    any memorable work, but she was incredibly popr with millions of fans.


    Recently, she often showed up in variety shows, and the character her team made up for her was


    the diligent goody two-shoes type.


    Mr. Smith said softly, “Ms. Cordelia, Nelly Tanner rmended Mona here.”


    Cordelia was a little upset about it but said nothing.


    Mr. Smith continued. “The Tanners have always worked with the Hamerton Group, and Mr. Zephyr’s


    moves are all under the board of directors’ scrutiny.


    “If he doesn’t get along with Nelly, the board will pressure him. Madam Baker doesn’t want him to


    have too much pressure, so when Nelly pushed Mona over, she didn’t reject her…”


    “Mm, I understand.” Cordelia smiled. “The Tanners and Hamertons’ interests are intertwined and


    complicated. Zephyr has to consider each and every aspect.”


    “That’s right.” Mr. Smith breathed in relief. “It’s great that you understand, Ms. Cordelia!”


    “Where’s Madam Baker?”


    “Oh, she’s back in Chaisnd for a few days. She left this morning,” Mr. Smith said with a smile.


    “She’s there to take care of some matters at the finance groups and told me before she left to assist


    you fully and manage thepany artists.”


    As he spoke, someone barged in. Before they saw the person, they first smelled the perfume and


    heard a shrill voice.


    “I heard that my manager’s here? Who is it?”