Chapter 391 You’re the One Who’s Sick


    Clutching his fists tightly, Andrew spoke with palpable anger, "The Matthews family is the third-


    ranked entity among New York''s ''The Eight Families''! A partnership between The Armstrongs and


    The Matthews will unquestionably strengthen us! Soon, I''ll use ArmCorp to engulf all of TMO’s


    business. I''ll drive TMO step by step into a corner until it ultimately goes bankrupt!"


    As Andrew boasted his ns, Daniel studied his face closely, noticing Daniel''s intense gaze,


    Andrew shifted uneasily and demanded with a darkened expression, "Country bumpkin, why are


    you looking at me like that? I know I''m handsome, but I assure you, I’m straight!"


    "Of course, I know you''re straight, and I''m not gay either. Besides, Andrew, you''re not as handsome


    as you think – at least not as handsome as me. I''m looking at you because you''re sick."


    "You’re the one who''s sick! Your entire family''s sick!"


    "You may doubt my character, Andrew, but you should believe in my medical skills. If I say you''re


    sick, then you''re definitely sick."


    Andrew felt a chill run down his spine. He knew Daniel was skilled in medicine. Unsure whether


    Daniel was deceiving him or speaking the truth, he inquired, "What sickness do I have?"


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    "Andrew, you must have had quite a fun timest night, right?"


    Upon hearing this, Andrew visibly tensed up. He couldn''t admit in front of Jessica that he indeed


    had a wildly enjoyable evening the night before.


    "What fun timest night? I was studying foreignnguages, okay? I was diligently learning, not


    having any fun!"


    "Studying foreignnguages?"


    Daniel nodded knowingly. "Oh, that''s right! You were indeed studying foreignnguages – with two


    beautiful foreigndies. Those girls, one on top of the other, must have had quite the party with you,


    didn''t they?"


    "Country bumpkin, stop spewing crap! What foreigndies? There''s no such thing! Stop ndering


    me! I betst night you were the one studying with foreigndies, weren''t you?"


    "Andrew, it was you who talked about studyingnguages, not me! I never mentioned learning


    languages. As forst night, I indeed spent time with two prettydies, but they were genuine USA


    ladies, not foreign imports."


    As Daniel''s words grew increasingly risqué, Jessica grabbed a folder from the office desk and gave


    him a light tap on the head.


    Smack!


    "Ah!" Daniel yelped yfully before asking in bewilderment, "Honey, why are you hitting me?"


    "If you don’t stop spouting nonsense, I''ll kill you!"


    "Honey, of course you could kill me, but I believe you definitely wouldn''t have the heart to do it."


    "Who said I wouldn''t want to? Killing you would be best!" Jessica expressed her disdain with


    another tap.


    Deciding not to tease her anymore as it always led to getting hit, Daniel turned his attention to


    Andrew and innocently asked, "Andrew, are you feeling itchy?"


    The question puzzled Andrew, and Jessica, unsure what Daniel was indicating, gave him a fierce


    re and scolded, "Idiot, you troublemaker, do you even hit on men?"


    "Honey, don''t get me wrong. This isn''t flirting; I''m diagnosing Andrew."


    "Diagnosing Andrew?" Jessica’s curiosity was aroused, and she asked seriously, "What sickness


    does he have?""