Chapter 560

Matthew dismissively waved his hand. "That's enough. You may leave. What happens next has nothing to do with you." Patrick felt like he'd dodged a bullet. He waved at his men behind him and hurried off with his group of about ten people. The room fell silent instantly, but the vibe turned a little eerie. Wyatt held his puffy and bruised face, standing off to the side in shock as he looked at Matthew. He just couldn't wrap his head around who Matthew was and why Patrick was afraid of him. The woman in the flashy outfit remained in her seat. She looked stupefied, not moving an inch. Rachel couldn't believe that Matthew had taken care of everything without even trying. It was easier than she thought. Matthew reached out and tugged at Rachel's shirt. He pulled her forward, indicating that it was her turn to talk. Rachel cleared her throat and joined the table. "I run a legitimate business, Mr. Reynolds. I don't know who you are or what you do, but I'm not looking for trouble, and I d