Chapter 4 Punish The Bad Guy

Stunned, Brent stood rooted to the spot.

And it was because he recognized Saul.

In fact, he had been lucky enough to meet Saul from a distance at a wine tasting party that he attended with the hospital director.

Judging from the man's appearance and his imposing aura...

Brent was certain that the man was not an impostor.

He was indeed Saul Torres, the president of the Hlas Bank's Nouis branch.

"M-Mr. Torres, are you here to see our hospital director?"

Brent rushed to Saul with a fawning smile.

He was still trying to comfort himself by thinking that Saul was just passing by.

Saul ignored him, walked over to Mathews and said with a respectful bow, "It's my honor to meet you, Mr. Larson! I'm Saul Torres. We just spoke on the phone."

He then handed his business card to Mathews.

"President of Hlas Bank's Nouis branch," the card read.

Mathews took the card from him and nodded, pretending to be calm.

Even now, everything felt like a dream to him!

Saul smiled and continued, "Mr. Larson, please let me punish that bastard before we continue talking about the important matters."

He then turned around and shouted, "Who the hell here is Brent Kelly? Didn't he just ask me to eat his shit? Show yourself and face me now!"

Brent, who was standing next to them, stiffened and gulped in fear, wanting to run away from there.

However, Mathews pointed at him, and said, "Mr. Torres, he's here!"

Brent smiled apologetically. "Mr. Torres, it's just a misunderstanding."

"A misunderstanding, you say?"

Saul sneered. With just a signal from him, two strong men immediately walked out from behind him and pressed Brent to the ground.

He then turned to Mathews and asked respectfully, "This man has not only insulted me, but also insulted you, Mr. Larson. What should I do with him?"

Mathews touched his chin with a playful look in his eyes as he turned to Brent and said, "Well... Didn't he just say that you should eat shit? How about taking an eye for an eye?"

After all, Brent had not only made things difficult for Mathews, but he had also humiliated Mathews' adoptive mother and even tried to kick her out of the hospital.

That was one thing Mathews would never forgive.

Mathews wanted to humiliate Brent so much that he would feel ashamed for the rest of his life.

Brent's face turned pale and he broke into a cold sweat.

He was not expecting Mathews to put forward such a horrible condition.

Mathews really wanted to make him eat shit!

If Brent did what he wanted, then how could he possibly continue working in this hospital or live in this city?

"No!"

Brent screamed miserably, begging for mercy.

"Mathews, Mr. Larson, sir, please!

I was wrong! I was really wrong! Please don't make me eat shit!"

His heavy and desperate voice attracted the attention of people around them.

Mathews remained calm and indifferent.

It seemed Brent finally knew that he was wrong. However, it was already too late.

Saul waved his hand, and the two men who were holding Brent down dragged him over to the men's room that was not far away.

They then chose the dirtiest toilet.

The men grabbed Brent's head and dunked it into the toilet.

Brent had indeed never faced such treatment before.

"Ah!"

Screaming loudly, he fainted in the toilet.

When Mathews saw that, the depression and anger that he was keeping in his heart until now, was slowly dissipating.

"Mr. Larson, if you have a moment to spare, I would like to invite you to dinner,"

Saul proposed with a slight bow.

"Sure."

Mathews agreed immediately because he was in a good mood.

"This way, please."

Saul led the way and drove to the most expensive luxurious hotel in the city.

It was the Choria Hotel!

And it was the only six-star hotel in the entire city.

All kinds of delicious dishes were served at dinner.

There was exquisite abalone, an Australian lobster that was as thick as a person's arm, white caviar, and Kobe beef...

Mathews enjoyed the meal very much.

After dinner, Saul handed over a fancy card to Mathews with a smile and said, "Mr. Larson, this is a VIP diamond card of this hotel. Please accept it.

With this card, you will get the most luxurious services available in the Choria Hotel."

Mathews casually took the card and put it in his pocket.

Saul flashed him a warm smile.

After saying goodbye to Mathews, he turned around and left.