Chapter 687

Second-rate? That was Martin's favorite saying. He said it so often that even Lillian picked it up. It meant someone's skills were mediocre at best, far from professional. Matthew never expected that, in Lillian's eyes, his medical skills would be considered second-rate. Matthew cleared his throat and said, "Mom, my medical skills are actually very good." Lorraine quickly jumped in to help Matthew. "Grandma, Dad is really great at medicine! Last time, one of my classmate's dad even came to him for treatment." Lillian looked surprised. "Matthew? I know him too well! He's never had a proper job, so how could he be any good at medicine?" Matthew felt like he needed to clarify. "Mom, while I was in prison, I apprenticed under a mentor. He taught me traditional medicine. Now, I'm a traditional medicine practitioner." Lillian finally understood. "So that's how it is. Well, you'd better remember how much your mentor helped you. Make sure you show him some respect. When you get the chance, bring him a gift and visit him." Matthew nodded. Lillian was right that Nicholas had given him so much help. But now, it was almost impossible to find Nicholas. He had tasked Matthew with collecting medical literature and tokens from the Eight Medical Sects. So far, Matthew had gathered five sects and the only three remaining were Prestian Sect, Harmona Sect, and Fevera Sect. The Fevera Sect mission was halfway done, as he had already acquired Plague Compendium, written by the sect's founder, Josiah. That plastic-wrapped medical book was still sitting in his car, and he hadn't even unwrapped it yet. The only thing missing was the Miracle Healing Banner, which would complete Fevera Sect's mission. At that moment, he remembered Rachel's call. While he was on his way to kill Alan, he received three calls—one about Lifeaven Pharmaceuticals resuming production despite pollution concerns, another from Rachel asking for help, and one from Lillian telling him that something had happened to Lorraine. Now that Lorraine's situation had been handled, he still had to deal with Rachel's issue. Matthew drove Lillian and Lorraine home before heading straight to Wealthwave Group. Half an hour later, the car pulled up in front of the Wealthwave Group entrance. Matthew stepped out, and a nearby car door opened. Dominic, Lucien, and Leo came out of their car. It had been a while since Dominic had seen Matthew, and he was clearly excited, thinking Matthew was about to go on a rampage. "Mr. Grant, what's the task? Just give the word." On his way to the kindergarten, Matthew had called them, asking them to keep an eye on Wealthwave Group. If anything happened, they were to notify him. Now that Matthew was here, it seemed the situation wasn't as dire as he had imagined. "Just wait here at the entrance." Dominic looked a bit disappointed. He had been waiting for days, but now he was being told to stand by. "Alright, but if anything comes up, please don't hesitate to call me." Matthew nodded, giving a brief hum of acknowledgment, then walked toward Wealthwave Group's main entrance. Matthew had killed Isaac, and now Terrence had shown up. It was bound to get messy, and he was already prepared for it. At the entrance, Zachary was anxiously pacing back and forth. When he saw Matthew, he rushed over, clearly relieved. "Matt, you're finally here. Hurry up! Go take a look upstairs." Matthew frowned and followed him inside. When they got to the top floor, the scene was utter chaos—vases, broken furniture, and debris were scattered everywhere. A middle-aged man, pale-faced and beardless, stood at the center, flanked by a dozen tough-looking men. On the other side, Rachel had a team of security guards and bodyguards standing by, facing off against them. Ivy, who had been standing by Rachel's side, walked over when she saw Matthew. "Mr. Grant, I'm leaving Ms. Carter in perfect condition. Now that you're here, I'll head back to Silverbrook Village." Matthew gave her a nod. "Thank you for your help." Ivy nodded back and left without another word. She didn't seem to care about anyone here except Matthew. Whatever the situation was, or whatever might happen next, it didn't concern her in the slightest. Matthew walked over to Rachel and said, "You can step aside. I'll handle this." Rachel furrowed her brow, "I'm not going anywhere. I'll stay right here." Since the moment Matthew had appeared, Terrence had been watching him closely. His gaze was intense, filled with hatred, anger, venom, and curiosity all at once. Matthew frowned and looked directly at Terrence. "You came looking for me?" Terrence stared straight into Matthew's eyes and questioned, "Did you kill Isaac?" Matthew's lips barely moved as he coldly responded, "Yes." Terrence's face twisted in pain. "Why?" Why? Matthew's expression froze. He never expected Terrence to ask such a question as it was too bizarre. After a moment of thought, he decided to explain the truth. "I went to the company with Rachel to discuss business, and Isaac tried to assault her right in front of me. I hit him, but I never expected him to use Horace's influence and the Wood family's power to seek revenge, going so far as to try to kill my entire family members. Is that reason enough for you?"