NovelEnglishChapter 1006
Chapter 1006 I'm in Control of What Happens Around Me!
Luke, who was near the entrance, stopped slapping himself as there was excitement on his face. He was sure
that he would be saved once Donovan arrived. However, Matthew suddenly turned around and looked at him.
"Did | ask you to stop?"
Then, Luke's expression changed before he quickly resumed from where he left off.
On the other hand, Dickson placed his phone down. "M-My father is on the way!"
Matthew nodded in satisfaction. "Alright. Let's continue, then. Dickson, | heard that a boy was thrown off from
the building in the past. Is that true?”
Dickson immediately retorted, "That's bullsh*t! He fell down because he tripped!"
"Is that so?" Matthew laughed. "Dickson, do you think that I'm stupid? Not everyone has access to the top floor
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtof the building, not to mention tripping and falling off from there. Who are you trying to fool?" The corner of
Dickson's lips twitched a little before he questioned with a low voice, "Is this any of your business? | know that
you know Tiger from South Street, but you need to remember that I'm from the Lewis Family whereas Tiger from
South Street is nothing to us!"
Leia glared at Matthew and she warned with anger, "Matthew, do you really think that you're a hero who can fix
all the injustice in the entire world? Stop butting your nose in everyone's business if you can't fix everything!
You're just risking your pathetic life!"
He suddenly burst into laughter before he grabbed the whiskey bottle on the table and poured it all on Dickson's
hand while he howled in agony. His paw was already in pain after the man had cut two of his fingers off just now
and the whiskey only increased the torture at this moment!
"You're insane! You're bonkers! My father would never let you go! You won't be able to get off the hook!" Dickson
shouted in pain as he fell onto the ground.
However, Matthew merely smirked in response before he walked toward Dickson and stepped on Dickson's
injured hand. "Listen here! You're right that I'm not a hero and I'm not in control of everything that's happening
in the world either. However, | can at least control what happens in front of me!"
At this moment, everyone in the room was taken aback. They were all stunned by what Matthew had said.
I'm not in control of everything that's happening in the world, but | can at least control what happens in front of
me!
This sentence alone was enough to rile everyone with passion!
After he took a deep breath, Dickson gritted his teeth and glared at Matthew. "You still need to pay the
consequences for trying to control what's in front of you!"
Nevertheless, Matthew sneered. "That will depend on how powerful the Lewis Family is. I'll give you a chance
now. If you want to stay alive long enough to see your father, | want you to write down all of the bad things that
you've done in the past. Of course, I'll get everyone else to write it as well. If what you write doesn't tally with
what they have written, that's too bad. It's either they die or you lose the rest of your fingers. The decision is
yours!" he declared before he took a stash of paper and pens and threw them in front of everyone.
Upon seeing the paper and pens, everyone looked hesitant and no one was willing to reach for them.
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Still, Matthew headed right toward one of the men. "Start writing!"
The man shot a glare as he gritted his teeth. "I don't know what to write! The young master hasn't done anything
bad!"
Matthew suddenly smirked before he took a silver needle and stabbed the man's back.
He immediately started twitching in a violent manner as if his entire body was cramping.
The man then fell onto the ground as white foam started to cout from his mouth before he cried out in
terror, "Save me, save me... Please forgive me..."
The silver needle was a medieval torture that could cause a person's body to tense with immense pain and no
ordinary people would be able to withstand it.
After Matthew removed the silver needle, the man immediately returned to his original state.
He stared at Matthew with horror after gasping for air. During that short span of tearlier, he really felt as if
he was going to die.
"Are you going to start writing or not?"
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