NovelEnglishChapter 2272 Emmanuel Gets Beaten Up
While Emmanuel was in high spirits, Roland and the others returned from grocery shopping and discovered a
stranger standing before Matthew, seemingly showing off his brilliance and oblivious to the gloomy expression
on Matthew's face.
"Who are you?"
Following Roland's reprimand, Emmanuel finally stopped what he was doing. Before leaving Bainbridge, he had
heard about Renew Pharmaceuticals and that it was the place for disciples of the hidden sects to stay. Therefore,
it was clear that the people in the backyard were participants from various hidden sects.
Emmanuel had restrained his temper when it cto dealing with these kinds of people.
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"I am Emmanuel Kozak from Gallagher Medical Group. | have spersonal grievances with this kitchen helper,
Matthew Larson. | hope you all can give us a moment." He deliberately emphasized that he was from Gallagher
Medical Group, which was one of the top 500 companies in the world so that the disciples from the hidden clans
would be wary of him.
After all, judging from Matthew's destitute appearance, he must not have much of a status among this group of
people. Therefore, they wouldn't offend him for the sake of a kitchen helper.
Just as he finished speaking, Roland quickly stepped forward and stood before Emmanuel.
"F*ck you," he cursed. The next moment, Emmanuel felt a sharp pain in his nose before his whole body flew out
and crashed heavily into the corner of the wall.
The intense pain made Emmanuel instinctively cover his head and howl in pain. Tears mixed with snot flowed
continuously down his face as he threatened, "Ah, you're done for. How dare you hit me? You're dead," Roland
threatened, but it did not affect the others, especially Roland.
Seeing that the other party was still so stubborn, Roland had the urge to approach the other and deliver several
slaps. In the end, he gave up after seeing Matthew shake his head. Instead, just squatted down and warned, "I
don't know if I'm going to be dead, but you have destroyed the Echinacea, Goldenseal Root, Borage, and many
others we brought back. According to market prices, you need to compensate us with 57 million. Of course, | will
also compensate you for the medical expenses."
Although Emmanuel was a conventional medicine practitioner, he was self-proclaimed to know most of the
precious alternative medicinal materials. The few medicinal materials Roland mentioned were indeed priceless
treasures.
Upon hearing the amount he needed to compensate, Emmanuel felt his heart skip a beat, and the pain in his
nose bridge seemed to lessen. His annual salary was barely 300 thousand dollars. Even if he sold himself, he still
couldn't cup with so much money.
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"This can't be. This is impossible. Isn't this guy just a kitchen helper? How can he even cinto contact with
such expensive herbs? You must be extorting money. Yes, that's it. You must be extorting money," Emmanuel
argued, his face turning red.
Following Emmanuel's argument, Roland raised his arm again. "You're unrepentant. How could you still call him a
kitchen helper? | wasn't planning to beat you up, but blyourself for being stupid." With a crisp slap, a palm
print appeared on Emmanuel's face, but when Roland was about to deliver the second slap, a voice suddenly
cfrom behind them. "Stop!"
Everyone turned their gaze toward the voice and saw a middle-aged foreign man standing at the entrance. His
burly figure seemed to be about to burst out of his brand-new suit, but his appearance was refined and elegant.
When Emmanuel saw who it was, he immediately broke free from Roland's grip and crawled toward the man,
pleading, "Mr. Gallagher, you have to help me. I just wanted to catch up with Matthew but didn't expect these
young people to falsely accuseof damaging their medicinal materials and demand nearly 60 million as
compensation. These things aren't worth that much. They're just trying to extort money!"
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